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Walking It Out

In the workout world, when you are training for a marathon, you do interval training where you push hard and then walk it out. Honestly, the walking it out can be the hardest part because you know the next interval is coming and all you really want to do is sit down! Walking it out builds endurance and teaches consistency. You go further in training when you learn to walk it out.

I feel like I am in a season of walking it out; and I don't really like it. I want to run or sit down or give up. Instead, here I am, walking it out.

This season is not a time out or a sprint. It's a building of endurance and consistency. 

God has placed a calling on my heart. I have been knocked down, discouraged, and all sorts of in my feelings. God has given me room to grow into my calling but I am not comfortable. Imagine that ... growth happens in discomfort. 

I'm also scared. Scared of this season. I've always been a "jump all in" kind of girl. I don't do anything half way. I don't feel half way (just sit with me during a sad movie). I don't love half way. I don't go after the future half way. But here's the reality: I jump all in usually knowing what I am jumping in after and for. This time, I have no idea.

I am walking it out, knowing the next interval is coming but not knowing what that is exactly. I want to quit. I want to sit down. I want to run to comfortable. I want it my way. Right NOW. And still, I hear that still small voice that says, "No Beloved. Walk it out."

Walk what out? What am I walking out? Why am I walking it out? 

Well, I am walking out healing. I am walking out consistency. I am walking out stillness. I am learning to tune my heart to the Lord's direction and voice. I'm walking it out by walking by faith.

I have to do this part of the process. I don't know what next. I'm scared. The unknown is scary to me. But I'll do it scared. And I'll continuously remind my soul of God's faithfulness.

But there’s one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope: God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up.
They’re created new every morning; How great your faithfulness! I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left.
God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits, to the woman who diligently seeks. It’s a good thing to quietly hope, quietly hope for help from God. It’s a good thing when you’re young to stick it out through the hard times.
Lamentations 3:21-27 (The Message)

It's hard and I don't like it, I'm not comfortable, but God is going to do something here. With and in me. I'm not going to come out of these last few chapters the same. I'll keep walking it out.



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