We want to know.
None of us really like surprises.
Oh sure, birthdays, Christmas, something special waiting.
Some say they enjoy the surprises of a scary movie. The horror waiting in the closet, the monster jumping out and eating someone.
We can appreciate the stimulus from the safety of a theater or our couch. We certainly would not like it if it was real, if it was really happening to us.
We want to know, to be prepared, to have assurance of victory.
So then I read in Numbers how, as the children of Israel get close to the Promised Land, God invites the to send out spies to check things out.
I wonder why He did that when He knew they would get scared and ruin everything.
Sure, they would want to know, to be prepared. And, a couple guys actually benefited from that. But most were overwhelmed.
Now I look at my life. How I have let fear and the magnitude of a task overwhelm me. I still want to know, to hedge my bets, minimize my risk.
And He won’t tell me.
He doesn’t give me the “plan”. He doesn’t let me know that I’ll be safe, that I won’t get hurt, or fail. He promises good things. He assures me that He’s right there with me.
But, it’s not enough.
So today I want to try something new.
Lord Jesus, surprise me!
I would like to know, to be prepared. But You know. You’re prepared.
Help me to be faithful. Help me to honor You. I open my heart to you. I trust you.