My feet just haven't gotten the memo from my heart yet

Last night was the Harvest Festival at church. I am sitting here thinking about my life, as it plays out today, and as it played out yesterday. Though I have found the doorway wide open, I have yet to step completely through. I hesitate at the threshold, but not for lack of desire. I am motivated to move forward. My feet just haven't gotten the memo from my heart yet.

Evaluating my location, I am glad that November has arrived. This has been a very hard year for me, one full of loss and blessing, despair and peace, sorrow and joy. It has definitely been a mountain and I feel as Miley did...it's all about the climb.

As long as I kept climbing, I could feel all the bad falling away. But, when I'd rest on the mountainside, it would catch up to me again. Or, maybe I wasn't truly resting. Rather, I was sliding. Slipping back down the mountain, losing all the distance I had gained. But, no longer.

I remember when I finally deleted their numbers from my cell phone. But I learned that I hadn't forgiven them. Not really. Now, I have. I let it all go. I will not be a slave to memories and emotions, whether good or painful. I think that I look forward to dancing in the arms of my King more than even I realize. I wonder...

I am a touch overwhelmed due to the project I took on for the weekends but I'm not going to let myself be so any longer. I will work on all that I can and accomplish what I can and I will move forward, wiser and better. That is something to hope for...wisdom.

So, feet, listen up! We're moving forward. We're stepping through the door. We're entering into all that Jesus Christ, Beloved of my heart and soul, greatest of ten thousand, has for us. So, slip into those comfortable walking shoes and step through the doorway. Jesus calls!