Win's Leaving Egypt Behind

Life was not better back in my Egypt -- certainly it was predictable and more comfortable because it was predictable. But it was predictably bad -- what's so good about wallowing in anger, mistrust, lust, selfishness and hopelessness? Certainly it's easier to be reactive instead of choosing to forgive, choosing to trust, choosing self discipline, choosing to give and choosing to have faith. Am I going to give up on the good You've promised just because I don't want to put in the effort?

So, no, life in Egypt was not better -- that's the lie I tell myself when I'm too lazy to move forward. No good ever came without effort, and I'm done treating my blessings as if they were burdens. Burn those bridges, sink those ships, because we're not going back to what I was before, to where I was before. I meant what I said last night about wanting that fire for You that would burn regardless of my circumstances. There may be comfort in what's known, but there is no life in what I knew, no life in looking backwards. We're forging ahead; please show me which way to walk.