A Fine Line

Life itself is a bumpy road.... it twists.... it turns.... it goes uphill and down and sometimes the downhill is really steep and scary.... it passes beautiful meadows.... it passes dark and burned out vacant buildings.... it passes places of worship.... it passes places of hate.... it has dead ends.... it has detours- usually when we least expect them.... it has places to rest and receive refreshment and renewal.... it has places that drain the life from us....

In the middle of that road we find a line.... it's a line telling you that it's not safe to cross to the other side.... sometimes the line is double solid.... sometimes broken in places- where perhaps it might be safe to cross over for just a short time.... sometimes the line is broken on one side and solid on the other.... Either way it's telling you- "don't cross the line-- it's not safe!" But- what about the times when we do cross over that line, whether by mistake, or curiosity or necessity? What is the danger... what is it that the fine line is trying to protect us from? How do we know when it might be safe to cross over that line for a bit? Perhaps the most innocent little thing could be something that could harm us or scar us.... perhaps it might change our perspective on someone, or something- maybe in ways that we don't want to see or acknowledge.

Is God that fine line- that little voice inside our heads saying, "Don't cross that line!!".... our conscience?.... our moral being?.... our armour?....

It may be something as simple as a new way of looking at something, or perhaps as complex as a change in a relationship. But, if God puts that fine line there.... it's there for His reason.... not for us to question.... only for us to trust...