Last week I was riding my bike home from Kean and my chain broke. I was so bummed, but not upset-which means I must of had a pretty great quiet time with the Lord that day. After trying to fix the chain for about fifteen minutes, watching about ten people look and walk away, and defiling my hands with black grease, I decided to walk the way back-about two miles, in the hot sun, pushing my bike. Mind you, I was not ecstatic about this; however, I was not traumatized by the event. So I started the treck home. My bike and I-pushing it along. After a couple of silly thoughts of a miraculous repair, getting on my bike, going nowhere, I decided the Lord wanted to teach me something-and I said a little “God, this better be good” plea. So I walked. Looking at the houses, the sunshine, the birds, whatever caught my eye. So I walked. Listening, with desperate ears, for some kind of revelation, most preferably a “yes” or “no” to a couple petitions. Nothing. Until the word “process” came to mind. I started thinking about the fact that I was walking. That I was on a road. On a journey, if you will, to a desired destination. Each step was a reminder of this. Then, three words came to mind “Trust the Process.” Bingo. God has shown me, in everything that’s happening around me, in me, even through me, to trust the process. Enjoy the journey. The “get there.” This is the beautiful part. In budding relationships, in changing churches, in schooling, work, and figuring out God’s call in multiple areas, it is the journey, the “get to”, the process that is stretching me, changing me, bringing me closer to the Lord. Every step is a prayer. Every change an answer. Every outcome, a celebration. The Lord, He is good, and it is for His glory that He acts, bringing me to the sweetest sense of surrender and awe. It is the journey I am on-the process-the “get to”-this is where I see God. On this road marked by obedience, trust, hope, and surrender, I am captured by His mystery, grace, patience, and, although contradictory to prior terms, clarity.
He will surely be gracious to you at the sound of your cry. As soon as He hears it, He answers You. And though the Lord give you the bread of adversity, and the water of affliction, yet your Teacher will not hide Himself anymore, but your eyes will see your Teacher. And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, “This is the way, walk in it,” when you turn to the right or turn to the left.