'Give us grace, oh God, to dare to do the deed which we well know cries to be done. Let us not hesitate because of ease, or the words of [people's] mouths or our own lives.'
Lately, I've been feeling a bit restless. There's that itch that you can't quite find or ease, the sense that you need to face up to a challenge, step up or step out or step up ... in other words, move on.
But being comfortable is so much easier. It's convenient. It's painless. And herein lies the rub. This is not the life to which we've been called. We were never promised the security of seeing the whole staircase, just the promise that His presence would always go with us (Exodus 33:14). We were never promised a smooth path, just the promise that in our distress, He is distressed (Isaiah 63:9). We were never promised that it would be easy, just the promise that He is our refuge and strength (Psalm 46:1).
So, though I must confess to just wanting to be comfortable, I am reminded again that 'mighty causes are calling us - the freeing of women, the training of children, the putting down of hate and poverty - all these and more.' And, though they 'call with voices that mean work and sacrifice and death', we must 'find a way to meet the task'.
(W.E.B. Du Bois)
