Lead Me



I recall a story I heard about this little boy, who wanted a train set for his birthday. His father knew what the boy wanted, so being a “Good Dad” he purchased the train set. When the little boy opened the gift and saw the train set, he smiled from ear to ear. Out of excitement, the little boy broke open the box and began to pull the pieces out of the box. The father offered to assist the little boy with putting it together but the boy was adamant that he could  do it without the father’s help. The father sat by, watching the little boy work and strain, attempting to make the pieces fit. Thinking that the boy would change his mind by now, the father ask the boy, if he would like some help, but the little boy was definite he could put the tracks together without the father’s help. As the boy tried to attach two rails he heard a “SNAP!” The boy looked at the rail, which broke and tears formed in his eyes. The boy put the all the pieces into the box and slowly dragged the box to his father, asking for help. 

I wish I could front and act like this story don’t apply to me but I'm the little boy in the story. You see, I have a habit of not taking any of my plans, struggles or troubles to God until I have failed at trying to manage them myself. It has been when the divorce papers are filed before I go to God. It’s after the layoff, when I ask God for help. It’s usually after my plans have failed miserably and I have no more moves to make; when I’m asking God for His thoughts.

2015 is the year that I want to become comfortable with getting in the passenger seat, put on my seat belt and allow God to drive my life. In the AM, before the day gets hectic, I’m getting on my knees and asking God to lead me in the direction that I can be of worth.

Pro 16:3

Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and he will establish your plans.