Cliff Walking


Do you ever feel like God’s punching bag? I do. I’ve felt like that for most of my life, now that I think about it. Whenever I step out on faith, I find holes in the floor. I’ve fallen so many times that standing at all sometimes feels like valor, much less taking another step. But I keep on, out of stubbornness sometimes more than anything as noble as faith or hope, thinking that somewhere down the line, somehow this is going to make sense. Somehow all these trips and falls and bloodied knuckles are going to achieve something one day, right? One day I’m going to follow where he leads me, and it’s going to be somewhere other than off a cliff, right?

The past couple of months, a lot of things in my life seemed to turn around. I felt like for the first time in years, I could hear God’s voice loud and clear. The bruises of the past healed and I started walking by faith again, venturing into places I’d never gone before, doing things I’d never do on my own without the direction of the Holy Spirit. I took every step in prayer. Shut my eyes, Lord, so that I will not see the things I want. Place my feet, Lord, on the path you have set for me. And he did, and amazing things happened. I was happier than I have ever been. I was content, at peace, secure in the knowledge that my steps were not my own. Until, the path took me over the edge of the cliff again and unlike those kids in the Sigur Ros video, I didn’t fly.  Everything changed, without any reason or explanation, I fell.

Now again, my legs shake when I try to stand. Why should I follow a God that seems to take pleasure in seeing me fail? The rational side of me says that there’s a reason for all this even though I can’t see it yet. But the emotional side of me just wants to scream and rage and curse the day I followed him at all.

How are we supposed to learn when we can’t see the resolution? The only lesson I can ever seem to find is that it’s better not to trust at all. How many times can a person follow in faith when those steps so often lead to heartbreak. How do you maintain hope when all evidence suggests it’s folly? That’s the definition of hope, I’m aware, but it doesn’t make it any easier.

I don’t have any answers here. I just want to learn the lessons he’s trying to teach me. So why won’t he show me what the lesson is? I’m tired of falling. And I don’t want to be, but right now, I’m tired of following.

Pete Peterson is the author of the Revolutionary War adventure The Fiddler’s Gun and its sequel Fiddler’s Green. Among the many strange things he’s been in life are the following: U.S Marine air traffic controller, television editor, art teacher and boatwright at the Florida Sheriffs Boys Ranch, and progenitor of the mysterious Budge-Nuzzard. He lives in Nashville with his wife, Jennifer, where he's the Executive Director of the Rabbit Room and Managing Editor of Rabbit Room Press.


  1. Jason Smith

    Wow, can I relate to this. Great articulation. I’m only 36. but it seems when I’m again a lifeless heap after yet another disappointing tumble from the cliff’s edge, it becomes harder and harder to trust again. Then when I finally do trust and find the same joy you’re expressing, I become even more deeply jaded than before, even more skeptical of hope when the inevitable heartbreak is revealed. Is that progress or regress? Is part of the problem that I need to make sense of it, when all the sense may be is that one day we’ll really be home where the shadows will be reality and disappointment will be a long-lost memory? No answers here, either, except to cling to the One who’s made the promise (which at times seems nearly impossible to do), for He cannot lie.

  2. josh

    You think maybe sometimes you have to just learn how to be taught? I don’t know, maybe that’s a ridiculous thing to say, but that’s what popped in my head when I read this. I can’t explain the thought behind it, but then again it is 2 a.m. and things written at this hour rarely make sense the next day.

  3. Andrew C

    It seems like the majority of my life has been very similar to yours. I’ve been married for 3 1/2 years, and just about as soon as we were married, everything seemed to ratchet up a few levels. What is going on? Why can’t life ever calm down? What is God trying to teach us? How can we be certain that the instruction that we think we hear is really Him?

    We’re actually in the middle of just such a situation right now. There are so many times that I just don’t know what to think. I have a wonderful friend and mentor who, more than a few times, has helped me gain insight into what all the turmoil is about. We were talking a few days ago and I shared my frustrations, asking what lesson God is trying to teach me and my family, and how long do we have to sit in the lesson before things change? His response was to ask why we always think that God is so linear and unkind: I want Andrew to learn this lesson and I want him to do this thing, so I’m going to beat him up in this way and that will teach him. He reminded me that God calls Himself our Father, and us His children. He asked me, “You want your 2 year old son to have a good relationship with you and to grow into a godly man, so have you thought about the ways you want to beat lessons into his head? No, you want to live life with your son and share in the experiences of each day, the joys and the difficulties of them. Yes, there will be tough times for him, but isn’t your big desire to just share life with him and to help him discern truth through the experience.”

    This was really encouraging to me, but something even more encouraging that he said was to not think of the experiences of our life, especially the tough ones, as a lesson to learn, or a trial to get through, but as an opportunity for Him to carry us, to provide for us. To be with Him and enjoy Him through the process. We have been waiting lately – for Him to confirm His direction and to open up doors for us to follow Him through. It’s so frustrating at times. Why can’t we just move on and get on with the plan? But what if our Father just wants us to sit down with Him, up on His lap, and enjoy being with Him. Not trying to get anything, but just enjoy Him. Sorry this has been long, but I hope it’s encouraging.

  4. Ron Block



    I’ve stepped off those cliffs many times. Sometimes it’s felt like crash-and-burn. I’ve pounded my basement floor in agony of suffering – doubt, fear, unbelief, pain, and I know what it has always produced in the end – purification. A letting go. A recognition of God as my Father, patient with me as I learn the truths of who I really am, and begin to grasp everything I am meant to be.

    Along with God as a loving Father, we’ve got to recognize the enemy. And God for whatever reason has chosen to use that enemy as faith-training.

    Another thought is that suffering is a large part of learning obedience (another word for faith). Jesus “learned obedience by the things which He suffered,” and we “fill up the measure of His sufferings” and learn to know “the fellowship of His sufferings.” What we have to come to is a total, unshakable recognition of our union with Christ, where we no longer see things in light of temporal existence. Instead, as true Dawn breaks in our consciousness we begin to see our circumstances more and more in the light of one Event: “When I stand before Christ, what will matter?” And I mean that not in a legalistic way, but as a way of shifting our temporal perspective to an eternal one. And what will matter then will not be the particular circumstances of our lives, but how we responded to them, whether by faith or unbelief – whether we made the choice to trust God, or whether we closed off to that and instead chose our fleshly means of coping with circumstances – manipulation, passive-aggressive behaviors, aggression, passivity, dull resentment.

    This perspective shift happens as we get more and more in contact with what Christ has done. “It is finished.” Not merely that He paid for our sins, but that He brought us into Himself to die with Him, to die to that old union of Eph 2:2. We are no longer just flesh people trying to make life work. We are not liabilities to God – we are His assets, new creations, a burgeoning wave of a vast family of sons and daughters, indwelt and in willing cooperation with the Father, by the Son, through the Spirit.

    The question, then, always is, “Who am I? Am I just a flesh person, trying to make my life work out for a reasonable measure of happiness here and now? Am I a sinner for whom Jesus paid my sin-debt, with a little bit of Christ in me to “help” me when things go wrong? Or am I, as the Bible says, a new creation saint, weak in my humanity but strong in Christ, indwelt, empowered, and driven by the Holy Spirit of the Lord Jesus Christ?

    Our enemy wants to rob us of this recognition, because by doing so he weakens our position. We then try to stand strong in our humanity, which is impossible. He’ll win every time, and shackle us to despair. But by recognizing the enemy, and also recognizing that he has a part to play in God’s plan (like Gollum), we take the sting out of his bite.

    All human effort, even “trying to have faith” is vanity. The only way through is to connect, really connect, to His life in us. And that is simply recognition – faith – abiding. He is in me, and I am in Him. He is everything I need for life and godliness.

    Remember Theoden in the movie version of LOTR. Aragorn, Leglolas, and Gimli ride away. And the men are flipping out about the battle. “We cannot defeat them. They are too strong for us.” And Theoden says, “Yes. They are.” The men look a little shocked. And then Theoden continues, “But we will meet them in battle nonetheless.”

    And Job, “Though He slay me, yet I will trust Him.”

    That’s who we really are.

  5. Nate

    I feel you, brother. But I know God is faithful. When He saved my wife (before I met her) from a Muslim background, her parents threatened to disown her, among many other things. Life was very hard for her. And He just kept saying to her “I am faithful.” And He has been.

    Life is rough. You dont find many followers on easy street in the Bible. I dont have any advice. But I know God and He is faithful.

  6. evie

    I just got back from my morning walk in the neighborhood. Yesterday morning’s jaunt helped me to develop an unpleasant blister on my left heel. Last night as I crawled into bed and reached over to set my alarm for early-o-clock, I thought “Oh, but I have this blister, hmmm, I probably shouldn’t bother getting up….I hear a lot of sleep is great for blisters…” But I got up, didn’t even bother with a band-aid since I was thinking “I’ll just take it really easy,” and walked out the door into the already sweltering summer air. It was the last thing in the world I wanted to do. I winced as I walked, cursing the minute I decided that this was an okay idea. Each left-step delivered a little jab of sharp pain. “Stupid, stupid, stupid….” I thought to myself. But as I rounded the corner of Murphy and 46th and walked into the warm morning sun, the endorphins began to rush, the perfect song with the perfect cadence came on (Coldplay’s “Everything’s Not Lost”), and the pain lessened with each step. No, I take that back — the pain didn’t magically lessen, I just considered it less. It lost its inflicting power. I just had to put one…foot…in…front…of…the…other and set my eyes instead on all of the goodness happening around me.

    As I walked back up my quiet, still-partly-shaded little dead end street, now limping a bit, I thought of how beautifully that experience parallels with the daily emotional mud I’ve been plodding through lately. I often wonder “Come on, God!! Really?? When will it be enough? When will you teach me what I am apparently supposed to pick up on? What am I not doing right? How much more broken do I need to become? Am I not teachable or open? I certainly feel open…” When I don’t feel like it, when all that greets me, repeatedly, is pain and heartbreak, I still must open the door and drag myself on through. I am compelled by something other than my self, most certainly, because my self is tired and content to sit in the air-conditioned padded cell of uninspired life. My self needs the Lord’s guidance, even though I am fully aware that he’s going to take me through some thorny patches. These have been uncomfortable and barely bearable, as of late. As I walk where he leads me in recent days, I am muttering “Ouch. this hurts. I don’t want any more of this. No more lessons for now, please-and-thank-you. Ouch. Ouch!” I need a recuperation period. I need some space and time where only good things happen. I need some balance.

    Because I am his child and because I know he is still good and true, I follow. I follow, but I’m slow in keeping up, and it still hurts.

  7. Nathan Bubna

    My favorite promise of God’s has long been “In this world you will have trouble”. Seriously. I don’t even need the rest–“but take heart, i have overcome the world”–to have it be my favorite. I just loving knowing that all this crap is part of the plan. I love knowing that He knew and knows.

    I do pray often to be blessed to see the good in the trouble. Sometimes, years later i can finally see some of the good. Sometimes, i see it even in the midst of the trouble. But just as often, i see no good in it. Maybe that’s because it wasn’t just for me that i went through that. Maybe it’s because i’m too dumb or blind to see. Maybe it’s because He just hasn’t let me see yet. Maybe it’s because there is no good in it or from it yet. I wouldn’t put it past Him to make really long term plans. But really, the best part for me has become knowing that He knew trouble was coming to us in this world.

  8. christina

    “What a mess. It doesn’t really matter what I do; my life’s a complete wash.”

    “I must have done something really horrible to have arrived here…but, no, it was clearly not the result of my horrid things, but resulted directly from my turning from those and trying seriously to ask, follow, and lay down my life. Well, it’s layed down, now. Completely gone, in fact. What a mess.”

    But something inside knows, without reason, that He’s good. Something inside…would I do it again? No!….uh, yes… yes, oh, what a jerk I am. I think I would. He’s good.

    And if this world is an upside-down mess, then this mess that’s me is His mess and will look like glory soon, when His glory is revealed.

    “These [trials] have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.”

    Oh, shoot. I really do believe it. That *has* to be the Spirit inside; there can be no reason for it…oh, shoot…I’ll keep following.

  9. christina

    “Shut my eyes, Lord, so that I will not see the things I want. Place my feet, Lord, on the path you have set for me. ”

    That prayer…it hurts–badly–just to look at it. I’m saving it off…maybe in five years or so, I’ll be able to pray it. I didn’t think there *was* anything left in my life that I wanted. But if I wasn’t hanging onto shreds of something (or maybe trying to reach back for things I love that He’s taken), there wouldn’t be this angst inside when I look at those words.

    Keep writing.

  10. Mike


    It seems to be a little thing called life. Is He asking “Will you trust me when I don’t seem trustworthy?”

    And if a man has got to listen to the voices of the mob
    Who are reeling in the throes of all the happiness they’ve got
    When they tell you all their troubles have been nailed up to that cross
    Then what about the times when even followers get lost?
    ‘Cause we all get lost sometimes…

  11. Xavier Duncan

    Thank you. Rather than explain it away – you have shared your honest and open heart and feelings. That takes tremendous courage. It speaks volumes to the greatness of God in you.

    We need to hear that even those that I look to for inspiration, such as in this Rabbit Room every day, struggle mightily and know that God is big enough to admit that the journey really sucks sometimes.

    I do not offer advice. I don’t know that you will read this comment, but I offer thanks to you for being willing to share yourself so boldly.

  12. Ann

    “Shut my eyes, Lord, so that I will not see the things I want. Place my feet, Lord, on the path you have set for me. ”

    Whoa! Why wouldn’t you want to see the things that you desire? I am not talking about sinful things, of course, but things your heart truly desires. Why do you assume He desires to place you on a path where your wants and desires are not part of the equation? Golly. I don’t if your setbacks are humongous, or a series of smaller events, but it sounds like you are trying too hard to be something you aren’t, thinking that you are pleasing Him by denying yourself.

    I know there is probably a whole theology around God didn’t put us on this earth to be happy, but to serve Him, to be sanctified, etc. But, I just KNOW that when I yell for joy at a great sunset, or send up a huge thank you because my horse absolutely takes my breath away, He is pleased!

    Edison had over 1,000 failures before inventing the light bulb. Asked what he learned, he said, I learned a 1,000 ways NOT to make a light bulb!!! Hang in there!

  13. Pete Peterson


    Ann said: “Whoa! Why wouldn’t you want to see the things that you desire?”

    What I’m praying for is that I won’t be distracted from what God wants from me by my own agenda.

    Thanks to everyone for the encouraging comments. I won’t discuss personal details, but the prime source of my frustration isn’t with overcoming simple difficulty or perseverance in hard times or that sort of thing. I’m as stubborn as they come and I can take those licks. The fights that leave me bruised are the ones in which it seems that God himself is coming down and going out of his way to alter space and time for the sole purpose of punching me in the face. It’s like I pray for guidance and God says, “Here, trust me, walk through this door.” And then I do only to find it’s a closet and he slams the door shut behind me and laughs. I know that’s an extreme way to put it, but that’s the way I feel. I feel mocked.

    Having said that, my rational mind knows that’s a flawed perspective, but there’s no denying that’s how it feels emotionally.

  14. sevenmiles


    This thread has led me to Scripture. I’m struggling with this too, and even as these verses lift me up, they bring more questions.

    “But he said to me ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
    [2 Cor 12:9-10 NIV]

  15. Ann

    Here’s a curious thought….People often say “I can’t believe God would let that happen,” or “God must not care.” I ask them, why do you always blame God and not Satan? Could it be, Pete, that you are doing such a true job in following God that another is slamming the door and laughing? I would think that Satan would work especially hard to deter someone who is absolutely on God’s path. Your faith and your love for Him is very dangerous to some.

    I wish you well, faithful one!

  16. christina

    God being all-knowing and all-powerful, it’s my understanding that Satan never takes a swipe at us without God’s full knowledge and permission. Satan never “gets away with one” behind God’s back. (Witness Job: God never answered his questions, but if He had, He might have said, “You were just so darn *good* that I had to make an example of you…but Satan had to ask permission first. And…I GAVE IT (those are the words that hurt). Trust me for the why. I know more and see bigger than you do.”)

    Ann, I hear you. It is a great form of praise to rejoice with Him in the joys that He’s given. I was there ten years ago; your words speak to my heart. But there’s another place on the same path, maybe a different spiritual path…the dark night of the soul…the Psalms and the mystic saints overflow with it. I often think the former joys build one up for present blows, that that’s one of their purposes (though some people seem to waltz in joy all the way to Heaven).

    Anyway, if suffering-without-understanding here makes the inner person beautiful, I’m going to be drop-dead gorgeous when I get to Heaven. Watch out! Guys, you’ve been warned! 🙂

  17. Luke Taylor

    Thank you so much for sharing your struggles with us. I know God is using this today to encourage and support a lot of people who feel just like you but never hear any other Christians admit to it.

    I will be praying for you. Please let us know how you are doing in a few days.

  18. Ann

    Hey Christina,

    I don’t doubt that you will drop DEAD gorgeous in heaven!!!! I hear you sister. I don’t and didn’t mean to trivialize Pete’s walk. But, I do know several fellow Christians who get so caught up in trying to be the perfect follower, that they forget that God himself gave us desires and wishes and wants that are personal to us, that while they may seem selfish to us (eg, I came out of the womb loving horses, good books and pizza), it also brings Him delight to bless us with those desires.

    Yep, nothing happens without God’s permission, but that doesn’t mean it was/is His will. It wasn’t His Will that Job suffer, but He allowed to happen to prove a point. If Satan hadn’t challenged, would God have willed that Himself? Satan is the prince of the earth and does have power. Is it God’s will that faithful Christians commit adultery and divorce? Of course not, but he allows it to happen. I do have a choice to depend on God and work through my very own difficult marriage, or to walk away. Believe me, walking way truly seems so much easier much of the time. I am fighting a long war with very few battle wins. I keep praying and praying, but I really do get knock backed quite often. And, so many times, I wonder why I can’t “feel” Him. I cry and beg for His presence. Nothing. But I guess I don’t ever feel He sets me up to fail intentionally.

  19. Stella Maris

    wow….you guys are really grown up christians… im enjoying reading your writings and im learning a lot.i am a baby christian and i admit He still spoon feeds me..

    i love you guys…..and i hope what your going through will make you fully ablaze with Gods fire for every trials are set to perfect us. That you will walk to face of the earth fully on fire that no one could ever deny that you were redeemed by the blood of the lamb that every inch of you is so intertwined with the vine that the world wont know were you begin and ends because Daddy Jesus was our beginning and end.

    You strike a pose and give your best smile!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! your the greates commodity HELL is so afraid of.


  20. becky

    Pete, I think you are in a lot of good company. I’ve been in places like that sometimes. When I keep on going because the alternatives–to curse God as Job is advised to do, or to deny that he exists at all–are just not possible. Deep down I know God is there and I can’t bring myself to curse him, although I do question him and share my misery pretty freely. Like Job, I have wondered why God would put me on this earth to begin with. I have to believe that he has a purpose, even if I don’t know what it is.

    My favorite Bible passage is Psalm 103 where David says, “He redeems my life from the pit, and crowns me with love and compassion. He satisfies my desires with good things, so that my youth is renewed like the eagle’s.” It comforts me to know that I am not alone in this pit where I sometimes live. Job, David, Elijah, and many others lived in emotional pits in their time. Where it is dark, there doesn’t seem to be any hope of escape, and it seems we have been abandoned. It feels like being shrivelled up and dead inside. But this passage says that God reaches into that pit and pulls me out. He puts love and compassion on my head. I believe that this means that he gives me his love and compassion, sends others into my life to show me love and compassion, and equips me to give love and compassion to others. He WILL satisfy my desires with good things, and bring me back to life again. Hebrews 12:2-3 says that the way we avoid growing weary and losing heart is to consider Jesus. It says that it was the joy he knew was coming that allowed him to endure the cross. I know it doesn’t feel like it when you are in the pit, but there is rescue and joy coming.

    To summarize Hebrews 12:18-24, we do not serve a God of “darkness, gloom and fear” whose commands are so terrible they can’t be born. But a God who is surrounded with joy, light, and vibrant life. That is what our future is, and the pain and darkness we face now do not begin to compare.

    I’ll pray that God will soon drop a ladder down into your pit, and give you strength and comfort until then.

  21. christina

    >I don’t doubt that you will drop DEAD gorgeous in heaven!!!!

    Very funny, fellow future femme fatale. 🙂

    > It wasn’t His Will that Job suffer, but He allowed to happen to prove a point. If Satan hadn’t challenged, would God have willed that Himself?

    Well, I humbly submit that it was God’s will for Job to suffer. I think that He had the entire book of Job in mind and the grace that it’s brought to all of us, when, thoroughly knowing both Job and Satan, He knew that He would set the entire thing in motion by prodding Satan with: “Have you considered my servant Job?” He essentially dangled Job in front of Satan, knowing Satan would bite. And He knew that Job would eventually rejoice in his role of encouraging the generations that followed.

    To me, the difference between God’s and Satan’s roles in Job’s suffering, then, would merely be in the motive, not in the will–they both willed for him to suffer. It’s like when Joseph said to his brothers regarding the suffering they caused by selling him, “It was not you who sent me here, but God,” and, “You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish the saving of many lives.” Both the brothers and God willed for Joseph to be sold into slavery, but with different motives, one for evil, one for good.

    There are those who say that such verses as,

    God hardening Pharoah’s heart (Exod. 4-14; Rom. 9:17)
    God creating disaster (Isa. 45:7)
    God loving Jacob and hating Esau (Rom. 9:10-18)

    prove that God wills even our sins to accomplish His plans. Paul rightly says that people will protest, “Then why does God blame us for our sins?” And Paul who loves to explain things, doesn’t explain this, but in an unprecedented fashion, turns people away by pretty much stating that they don’t have the right to ask.

    Well, I’m also willing to leave the topic in its God-given obscurity. It’s foggy! I, personally, though, don’t doubt that our besetting sins are as carefully built into our personalities as are our besetting joys. And that regarding both our sins and hardships, by the same mercy, God keeps us from ever having certain ones, takes away others during our lifetime, and leaves still others for us to struggle with till the end–even the instances in which we conquer them or fall being also based on what grace He chooses to give us in the struggle. And yet the sins are mine, the glory and goodness His. It’s a mystery.

    Sincere thanks for discussing this with me. Thanks for making me think it through.

  22. Jeff Taylor


    Wow! It is so refreshing to read your honesty. This life is hard, and the older I get, it is the folks who have suffered and struggled the most that I want to hear from. They have earned the right to speak into my life way more than the beautiful folks who languish away their lives laying on the beach.
    Years ago I read a novel (I don’t remember the name) in which there was a “wise old man” who pointed a struggler to Psalm 13 and asked what happened between verse 4 and 5 in this little psalm. It was as if there were several verses missing, because a massive corner was turned there and it really made little sense. The punch line was that verses 1 through 4 were based on David’s feelings and verses 5 through 7 were based on David’s faith.
    Being a “bear of little brain”, that was such a revelation to me.
    Michael Card has a great record (I am showing my age, its a CD) entitled “The Hidden Face of God”. It is a collection of laments, which he claims is a lost art. It is both encouraging and a “misery loves company” kind of experience listening to it. (Your brother’s “Silence of God” is one of 2 cuts that Mike didn’t write). I am going to Philly with Mike in the morning and will snag you a copy from the record table. It is worth listening to.
    My brother is a canoe and kayak nut (he has 40 or so), and has a great collection of paddles. I love the picture of yours.
    Wish I had all the answers… It is just good to know another fellow struggler.

  23. Alex G

    God calls us all through valley at one point or another. However, some are called in the day and others in the night. In the daylight, God’s call is clear. It still is quite a hike through the valley, but the path is clear and the end is in sight- even if it’s far away. Others face the darkness. God calls them just as clearly, but the path is much more trecherous. So we fall down, feeling God has lead us into this pit. But it is His voice that leads us back towards the end of the valley. He picks us up and calls out again, but it is still a dark path and we keep running into rough terrain. The end is far off and can’t be seen through the night. We can crawl slowly and not make any progress or we can stride boldly and risk injury.
    Why do some get to see the path and not others? God knows and I don’t. But eventually, if we keep on our walk, keeping to the path as best we can we will make it out of the valley. Sometimes it will go from night to day and other times from day to night. We cannot let our inability to see slow us down, or we will never get out.

  24. Mark L.

    I’m enjoying getting familiar with your writing Pete. I guess honesty runs in the Peterson genes or something. By the way, you have a great name.

    I agree that there have been many times where I’ve felt misled by God. I think about the scripture with the snakes and the fish and feel that there have been times that God has told me that something was a fish and it ended up being a snake. I’ve felt majorly deceived and betrayed by God.

    I get tired sometimes of hearing people say “God is never late” or “God will never let you down”. I think a better expression is, “God knows what He’s doing” – even if we don’t know what we’re doing or what He’s doing.

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