“But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind. That person should not expect to receive anything from the Lord. Such a person is double-minded and unstable in all they do.” James 1:6-8 (NIV)
Maybe this time will be different.
After stepping onto the plane, I immediately wheel my carry-on in front of me as my eyes are met by glaring strangers, all hoping I keep on keepin on. And I happily comply, until I’m stopped by the invisible “Reserved just for you, Tina” sign awaiting my arrival…again.
Hello, dreaded middle seat.
Peeps, I have been stuck in that middle seat more times than I care to remember! There is just something about being smushed between two strangers – one blocking my view of the sky and the other blocking my path to the bathroom – that cranks up my anxiety level before we even leave the runway.
Yet, we’ve all been there, right? We may not be sitting between the window and the aisle on a plane, but instead, are smothered between life decisions of right or wrong, my control or letting go, my (immediate) will or His (perfect) timing.
So, where are we really?
In the middle seat of nowhere.
And although we say we aren’t content there, our decisions reveal another story.
The uncomfortable of the middle is more comfortable than the unknown.
Casting Crowns says it like this:
Just how close can I get, Lord, to my surrender without losing all control?
Umm, hopefully pretty doggone close…
So, what’s a middle-seat-control-freak to do?
Replace lip service with truth talk. I can proclaim “I trust you, Jesus” all day long, but how am I living it? Moving from the middle to the Master is intentional, beloved, and I don’t want to be a Jesus Girl in name only. When I speak His truth, I want my life to reflect that…even in the wait…especially in the wait.
Walk away from the wishy washy. Ever made a decision only to second guess it, change it, change it again, and wind up where you started from—all for the sake of what’s best for Y-O-U? Me too. And although it seems like we’re trying to please everyone by hanging out in the middle, we’re actually pleasing no one…not even ourselves. When our hearts are aligned with His, we can experience freedom beyond our imaginations.
Courageously let go. Controlling our circumstances from the middle feels oh so good in the temporary, but eventually crumbles under the weight of real life. What’s the brave thing to do? Trust God’s will instead of ours. Scary? At first. Worth it? Eternally.
Fearless warriors in a picket fence, reckless abandon wrapped in common sense,
Deep water faith in the shallow end and we are caught in the middle
With eyes wide open to the differences, the God we want and the God who is
But will we trade our dreams for his or are we caught in the middle.
Lord I feel you in this place and I know you’re by my side
Loving me even on these nights, when I’m caught in the middle. (Casting Crowns)
I’m guessing there will be many more middle seats in my flying future! So, with that in mind, I’m just curious…
Who gets first dibs on the shared armrests?
Spread your joy,