I'm about a page into today's devotion and Joyce Meyers talks about kids who want to play a little longer, parents who say "it's just a little longer". She goes into people who are miserable in their lives who choose to stay just a little longer. Then she mentions Moses and the 11 day trip it should have taken him to lead the people of Israel out of Egypt that turned into 40 years. She calls this the wilderness mentality. (Meyers, pgs 44-45)
They finally left because God told them they had been there long enough, that it was time to go.
How long has God been telling me to move on my dream and I keep pushing it out a little longer?
Meyers explains that the people of Israel were free from their chains, but they chose to keep them in their minds which is what defines the wilderness mentality.
The Israelis complained about never having enough, and when they did, they found something else to complain about that kept them from moving on. They lost their vision of how good things could be.
"If you don't like your life, but you won't make the effort to change, you may have a wilderness mentality." (pg. 46)
"You can do something about it. You don't have to waste any more time. You can say, "I've dwelt long enough at this mountain. Now I'm going into the Promised Land-- the land where I'll live in victory and defeat Satan's plans" (pg. 46).
Prayer:
"Great God, help me cast off the wilderness mentality. Help me take on the Promised-Land mentality and live in victory, through Jesus Christ. Amen"
**********My Thoughts**********
When God created me, He installed a passion to help people and horses together. For as long as I can remember, doing those two things has been what has brought me pure joy (other than my family of course).
The dream is still alive. Slowly, it is coming together.
But I still stay, "one day I'll get it".
Baby steps is what it takes.
Right?
When I read something like today's devotion, I wonder if my baby steps are enough? Am I stepping out in faith to the point of fully trusting in God to provide all of this and to provide for my family?
I don't know.
Often, I feel as if I'm doing the right and sensible thing of working in a job that provides health insurance and pays the bills and will continue to do so when I retire from it.
I know college in the right thing. If it were not, I'd be struggling way more.
But I'm not.
Maybe the right thing is listening and being patient for God to tell me to Go.
To Move On.
Until then, I'll be at my mountain.
Not complaining.
Celebrating.
Never in a million years would I have imagined being where I am now.
And that makes the future look so unbelievable.
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