The past couple days it has been raining very heavily and last night I decided in the midst of a downpour to run out to Walmart. When I got onto the 3 lane highway that Walmart was on I noticed that the cars were slowing down and I did not realize that it was because the 3 lane highway was flooded. I proceeded to get in the farthest left lane like everyone else. I began to pray, Jesus – Jesus – Jesus help all of us get through this. As I proceeded in the line of cars there were vehicles that did not make it and the water was up to the top of their wheel wells. I started to cry, yes cry and fear started to grab ahold of me. I kept saying Jesus-Jesus-Jesus help us get through this. I knew I had approx 1 1/2 miles to travel to get to a road that would take me into my home the back way. I kept looking to see if I could turn around but I could not. I continued to move forward with the rest of the cars when all of a sudden pick up trucks and SUV’s started to pass us all on the right and cause 2-3 foot waves to begin to crash into and onto our cars, I began to blow my horn and flash my lights in an effort to show them they were putting us in a more hazardous position and “they got it” and slowed down and moved into our lane to proceed forward. I kept moving forward, fearful and praying the whole time (imagine that). I came upon an intersection that actually was dry in the center, I pulled into the left turn lane and sat in the middle of the intersection shaking, crying and asking God what I should do. I could of turned around or I could go forward. I noticed that the cars behind me were far enough back and the cars in front of me were far enough ahead for me to “gun” it and keep going forward. Well, within one block I was out of the flooding and back on a normal wet road. I realized at that point that God was speaking to me and telling me that many people do just what I did in the midst of the storm or circumstance; the fear rises and they start out pressing and pushing forward only to come to the place where they pull over and stop long enough to make a decision to either turn around and go back or to step out and press on forward into the unknown. I knew what was back there - I had just come through it but I did not know what laid ahead. I realized if I turned around I would just be going through what I just came out of, so I made the decision to face the unknown, trust God because He had brought me that far and move forward.
Is your miracle “one block” away? Is the end of your trial one final push away? DO NOT give up – press through the fear in order for your faith to take ahold and propel you forward!!
I love how God uses these things in my life to bring forth a message of encouragement. Believe me when I was going through it, I was far from thinking that it could be a blessing to someone else. It was not until I was through it and on “higher ground” that I realized why I had to go through what I had to go through last night. It was a sign in my own life that my miracle is just “one block,” one final push, pursuit away.
KEEP PRESSING ON!!!!! and be of good cheer because you will reap if you do not faint, if you do not turn back.