And God said, "I will be with you. And this will be the sign to you that it is I who have sent you. When you have brought the people out of Egypt, you will worship God on this mountain." Exodus 3:12
A phrase caught my eye between the lines of a meditation book and kept ringing in my ears like an alarm "Ask Questions". Do I give myself permission to ask questions? what do I expect when I ask a question? Why am I avoiding to ask questions? Am I afraid to find out that I am standing in the wrong spot; that I have to take a U Turn, to restart or reboot? Would I find out that I have to change my moves in the game; change my playground; change my play mates; or quit the game all together?!
Am I afraid to ask about the next move at work, which might mean that I shall be leaving? Am I afraid to hear answers that open the door to more questions and make me wonder, what next? Am I afraid to contact an old friend lest a change in their life awakens the question of when will it be me?
Do I refuse to ask a question in order to avoid a moment of an honest feeling, a moment that holds more questions of why, when and how; a moment that exceed my limitation!
Today, I believe that I am guided by a good shepherd who leads the way before me; who promises to instruct and teach me in the way I should go; who promises to council and watch over me if I drifted from my route. (Psalm 32:8)
Today, I choose to ask questions concerning my life, trusting that I am guided in my quest and all the roads I have to take, will bring me to a moment of honesty and truth where there is an answer to my question.
