I have been born again and again and again. With each new spiritual birth, I emerge from darkness into light as helpless as a babe. How does this new life in Christ work?
In the past month, I have been reborn into the reality of God’s delight in all of us. I had gotten so used to clambering about loaded down with other people’s disappointments and expectations–not to mention my own–that I experienced more desolation than joy. Now God is inviting me to shed the heavy layers of gloom and live lightly.
But how do I do that when things keep going wrong?
I was thinking about this during a long bike ride. I had to go over the Alex Fraser bridge to get to Tsawwassen, but couldn’t find the cyclists’ access. The signs were confusing and the map didn’t help. What I need, I half-prayed, is someone to guide me.
I hadn’t seen any cyclists for a while, but at that moment, lo and behold, one showed up. And it was Scott, someone I knew. What were the odds of that?
“Follow me.” He showed me the path and went on his way.
Now, I asked myself as I rode around Burns Bog and along Boundary Bay, why did that happen? Was God promising to do the same thing in my spiritual life? It seemed too easy. But really, there is more chance of God showing up when needed than Scott.
I have been reborn from above yet God is right here. Like a devoted mother, a protective father, God is guiding me every step of the way.
You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence.
– Psalm 16:11