Feb 022015

When it comes to food, I am all about the new.  Trying various online recipe’s for dinner, a friends’ raved about dessert for small group, and always ordering the “special” at a given restaurant is what.  I.  do.

My husband, on the other hand, sticks with his tried and true Chicken Marsala at Olive Garden, cookies and cream icecream flavor, and Papa Murphy’s Cowboy pizza.  I am pretty sure my food mantra is, “If you try it, you might like it” and his is something like, “If you try it, you might hate it” (not literally of course).

But for some reason, my try the new mindset does not transfer to other areas of my life so easily.  For instance, I have my regular running route I have used for years.  I know the distance.  I know the houses along the way.  I know how long before an uphill.  And how long before the desired downhill.  So to suggest trying a new flavor of path is to welcome radical living in my small world.

But today was a new day.  A day of embracing the extreme living.  A day of throwing caution to the wind.  A day where predictability was a past time.  It was the day to run a fresh, green, unknown, untried running route.  (And at this point the majority of you are saying, “She needs to get out more.”  And as I write this, I would absolutely agree with you.)

It was one of those strange fall day’s in Oregon in which the sun was shining.  My mother and father in law came to watch my youngest, and with my meeting being unexpectedly cancelled, the couple hours to myself was wide open.  A run with the Lord seemed like about the best thing I could think to do.  (I had slipped into my non running mode during these cold, wet days and it was time to pick it back up again.)  And it was.

Something in me called to go a different path.  Risk a little.  Try the new.  “Now, new food I can do”, I thought to myself, “New running path, this seems just a little too out there for me.”  But the wild hair inside me wouldn’t let up and I felt my shoes veer the opposite direction.  Of normal.  Expected.  And comfortable.

The path was rocky.  As opposed to my typical smooth concrete.  I ran through an orchard of tree’s.  My eyes were highlighting landscape all around me.  All was well.  Until my worry train brain joined the party.

I wondered where this path lead.  Would I get lost?  Would I get too far out and be too exhausted to finish the run back?  Would there be a lot of traffic?  Would the uphill’s out number the down?  Would the path take me to a scary section of town?  My mind was running faster than my feet were.

Just as I started to pray to calm my inner crazy, a dog from off in the distance was running full speed at me.  And barking.  Loudly.  And continually.  The inner crazy was back.

I stopped running to see if that would make a difference with the animal.  No.  I walked.  Still coming full speed.  I looked around to see if there were any houses, other paths to escape to.  No such luck.  I thought to myself, “Mace is always a good idea to bring on a run.”  But of course I didn’t have that great thought beforehand and it definitely didn’t help my current situation one bit.

Somewhere in all the trying and failing and scared for my life feelings, I prayed that God would help me.  Then I just kept running, the only thing that was left to do.  And praise God.  After what seemed to be the longest 3 minutes of my life, the dog turned around and went back to wherever he had come from.  Didn’t care where or why.  Just breathed in and out and felt real thankful.

This journey on the new road wasn’t over.  There is more of this story to tell.  But I took one thing away from this first section of the new path-true living is embracing the new.  In all its rocks.  Discomforts.  Questions.  Doubts.  Scares.  And humility.  In all its maneuvering of sights, sounds, smells, tastes and people.  Anticipation of what’s up ahead.  Highs of overcoming challenges.  Joys of brilliant God ordained moments.  Our God beckons us to take His hand and walk with Him on the new path He has for us in this current season.  The question is, will we?

What new person(s), project, ministry, job, attitude, perspective, or way is God calling you to this season?  If you don’t know, will you take some time to talk with Him/ask Him?

See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? 

Isaiah 43:19




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