Get Up And Go

Like you, I’ve been knocked down many times in the past. With the wind pulled out of my sails, all progress just stopped. So I floundered. Wondering. Waiting. Wasting days, months and years. It seems like I’ve spent half my life, sitting around, waiting for instructions. I’ve called it “recovery mode,” but really I was just feeling sorry for myself.

That’s no way to live.

I read about Paul’s conversion on the road to Damascus. He had been furiously opposed to Jesus and those who followed him. Giving a free pass to the rock throwers, he himself took to persecuting early followers of the way.

And then he was hit with a blinding light. What followed was blindness. All of his past was suddenly thrown into disarray. His future was uncertain. And because of his lack of sight, he wasn’t even sure where he was.

But then God reach down, restored his eyes with new sight, and gave him an injunction:
“Now get up and go into the city, and you will be told what you must do”, Acts 9:6

I have been struck down. Life has thrown fiery darts my way and some have stuck. I lost my sight. I lost my vision. I lost my way. But that’s not my final landing spot. There is a voice calling.

“Get up and go!”

We all like to feel sorry for ourselves. We pine about what could have been, what should have been, what might have been. We blame our past. We blame our present. We blame others. We might even blame God. But there comes a time.

“Get up and go!”

I will never know the plans He has for me if I never dust off my pants, lace up my shoes and set on the road before me.

“Get up and go!”

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