Writing Prompt: My life is like…



My life feels like ...

I am praying my way through a maze. I choose a direction, walk for a while,  then come to a wall. I choose a different direction that works well until it doesn’t. I find another way. God calls me to be patient, resilient, and resourceful.

 

I think about the Israelites coming face to face with a wall of water in front of them and the Egyptian army behind. They felt afraid and lost hope, but God through Moses, led them through the Red Sea to the path He set for them. They expected God to provide an easy road. Instead, they found a maze that tested their faith while God showed His great power to the nations around them. 

 

A maze with its high walls and mysterious openings instills in me a prayerful heart that leads me to the path God has for me. When it feels like God has left me trapped with nowhere to go, I lift up my eyes and see the light and an unexpected direction. 

 

My path is not all about me when I allow God to lead the way. My creator knows where His light needs to shine. I have travelled paths of joy and sadness that led me to peace. 

 

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