Please feel free to ponder, wonder, correct, cajole, or otherwise harass...
If you don't walk up to the Red Sea, you will never see it part.
I've been thinking about that in light of some of the challenges that my family faces and others who we love face. That sea is so imposing. So impossible. So devastating.
It's deep and wide - and not the kind in the cute little kid song. It's not a fountain flowing. It's a chariot-swallowing, soldier-drowning abyss.
But if I choose the safer route, I may very well miss the miracle. You too.
Anything God has asked you to do lately that might find a toe wet but deliverance at hand?