GodReflection: God Shares His Secret
My parents taught me how to navigate the streets of our hometown.
Firsts, by repeated routes in our old car or work truck, then by parental permission of discovery with my bicycle.
My Grandpa and the Boy Scouts taught me about the four compass points. For Grandpa, as long as his old chevy and the road was pointed in his predetermined compass direction life was good. Scouts used merit badges to teach me how to follow that same wiggly needle.
My dad taught me how to read roadmaps that were usually given free at gasoline stations.
Not long after my twenty-first birthday at the end of the Junior year in college, I loaded my baby blue Ford Mustang with all possessions—roadmaps included—and navigated the southern Interstate routes from Abilene, Texas to Boston, Massachusetts.
The returned to the New Mexico desert was plotted by a northern interstate route that took me through Indianapolis, St. Louis and Tulsa.
Each journey built on cumulative experiences prepared me for a move to the mega-city Sao Paulo, Brazil at age twenty-two. There the maze of streets was so extensive that maps took the form of a thick book, O Guia São Paulo. In size, it was more like Genesis to Revelation.
I find my early life of direction acquisition to be a wonderful analogy of my earth walk under the canopy of the Holy. It too was a learned navigation experience.
From cradle to adolescent baptism, to family and church I was provided basic instruction in Holy Compass Points.
I did not emerge from baptismal waters ready to read topographical Spirit walk maps.
However, there was a God-secret about map reading I didn’t understand at the time. In fact, it took more years than I would like to admit to learn the secret to navigate my earth walk.
There is an aspect of how to earth walk that perhaps I knew intellectually but only now can I see with greater clarity.
Let me explain.
In the one of the first two blog posts of early September 2012, I observed that the years of my life walk took on three phases: learning, doing and being.
Over my prime “doing years,” God used the gifts He issued to me, for my own growth and for His advancement into the lives of others.
In His graciousness, He allowed me to feel as if I was a player who brought talent to His game plan.
Here is my new aha. Here is what I now see with greater clarity.
No longer am I a sharp tool. The once honed edges are now worn. So, at the sunset of my walk I judge my effectiveness as minimal.
As this old earth body continues to wear, tear and disintegrate, I am less and less of a problem solver. There is very little I can do to discover solutions (as if there ever was under my own steam).
As Moses said to the Hebrews so I say to my earth walk: “You are too heavy of a burden for me to carry alone” (Deuteronomy 1:9).
I now see with greater clearness the secret gift of life navigation that God issued to me at my baptism. The Holy Spirit really does live within and in fact does guide my life walk.
This is my current game plan.
Throughout the day and night, I rehearse with the Creator my daily unsolvable concerns. And leave it to His Spirit to run the plays. Sure, I feel concern. Yes, worry has less and less of a presence. Don’t tell anyone—it’s our secret—God shared it with me.
Dr. Gary J. Sorrells
A GodReflection on Secret Earth Walk