This morning while I was making breakfast I was thinking out loud talking to God when the words “I feel stranded” came out of my mouth. Now, before you get nervous, I didn’t mean the “Left alone to die, everyone has abandoned me, Tom Hanks Castaway, Sandra Bullock Gravity” kind of stranded. More like “I feel stuck, I can’t move forward and I’m unable to launch into the next season or level in life”, namely my calling/career as an artist. I’ve been trapped in this period of “limbo” for quite a while now. It’s like I’m on an island and my destiny is only a few hundred miles away but I don’t have the means or resources to get there. Actually, I’m not even sure where “there” is. So I’m lacking a destination, transportation and a compass. Stuck.
The crazy thing though is that I actually like the island that I’m stuck on. It’s not some desolate God forsaken place. It’s actually very pleasant and full of life. I’m extremely grateful for where I’m at. I’m learning and growing so much. I’m enjoying what I do for a living, I love my family, my friends, where I live, my church… There is provision on this island. The temperature is nice, comfortable and honestly I’m not in a hurry to leave. I wonder am I actually right where I’m supposed to be?
So I’m living in this tension. Enjoying where I’m at while striving to keep pressing forward. Being thankful and content here and now without getting too complacent or comfortable. Living fully in the present while preparing for the future. Fighting, wrestling, resting…
Earlier this morning, shortly after I said those words “I feel stranded” I opened up a devotional by Chuck Smith, (who side note recently passed away). It was in regards to Hebrews 7:25: “He (meaning Jesus) is also able to save to the uttermost those who come to God through Him.” Here’s what Chuck had to say about it:
“God saves from extreme circumstances.” After this he goes down a list of dangerous or unpleasant situations, and the one that jumped off the page at me was “EXILED ON AN ISLAND”. Proceeding on: “God is able to deliver you. He may have you in that circumstance for a specific reason; He may choose to leave you in that situation for a time. But don’t ever doubt His ability to rescue you.”
“He may choose to leave you in that situation for a time.” I sat there, dumbfounded. I’m sure I’ve heard this before, but this time, in this context, bearing in mind I had just told God I feel stranded, well, it took on a whole new meaning. It was quite miraculous actually. Somebody gave me that book a few months back while I was at a church in Pasadena. Now, you ready for the funny part? I actually read the wrong day’s devotional. Yes, it’s true. I’ve been cooped up working on a song all week and lost track of what day it is. I thought it was November 24th. It’s November 22nd. I was 2 days ahead, but God can take our mistakes and still do miracles.
This gave me a tremendous amount of peace. Being reminded that God can deliver me from this island at any given moment if He so chooses to. Believing that He’s sovereign, and wise enough to know what He’s doing, brilliant enough to see forever past and forever future, so whatever He chooses to do is intentional and good. Knowing that He’s with me, and able, yet if He chooses to keep me here for a while, well, then I can stay here and rest knowing that thankfully, unlike humans, God is perfect and does not make mistakes.
I then was stuck by this thought. What if I’m on a floating island? What if while I think I’m stuck I’m actually moving? I can’t tell that I’m moving because all I see is water around me. But what if while I’m here doing all I know to do where I am right now, God is moving me into my destiny. Or even if this island isn’t moving, God can move mountains. What’s to stop Him from bringing His destiny to me?