A Span of Time
By: Genea Johnson
As I drove down my country road, the sun wasn ' t quite up yet, but it was coming. I suddenly became anxious to get to a place in the road, where I could see the sky a little more. At that moment, I thought about God and all His beauty. How some may never know His great love and plan for their lives. I thought about my cousin, who years earlier had committed suicide, and how I don’ t believe he ever came into the knowledge of God ' s GREAT love for him. I thought about those that have fallen away because they too hadn’ t received this revelation. Then, I thought about me, and where was I BEFORE I came into the realization of how GREAT God’ s love was for me. I began to think about the beginning. Which ironically, is the title of my first book. Detailing my walk after surrendering to God’ s purpose for my life.
What I didn ' t fully understand and had not fully grasped in my own titling, was that yes, it was the beginning, but there was still so much further to go.
I recalled the moment I gave my life to Christ and the crazy person I turned into after. Selfrighteous, judging. " But they should know better," I ' d say, justifying my condemning of Christians who fell short like I was some sort of exception. I say that smiling now in its idiocy, but I cringe at the thought of having turned anyone away from God in that season. My character needed to be perfected into the character of God, yet, I had my own opinions on what my walk should look like. It wasn ' t until nearly seven years after becoming saved, that I began to see God’ s character unveiled in my own spirit, and nearly 17 years after that that I fully understood what He had been trying to convey to me all those years ago;“ Let go and let Me. Trust me, your will for Mine.” Sounds easy right, but I promise you, it is a process that must be walked out in the span of time and maturity. Though I am not the woman today that I was back then, every experience from that day until this one, has shaped the yes I give God each day. My days begin and end with, Never-the-less not my will, but Your will.
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