I read the picture caption of former military officer, David Petraeus who was sidelined in his career by carelessness on his part and ruthlessness on the previous administration’s part; he was conversing with the top Israeli security advisor, his equal. In the photo, what stood out to me is the fact that the retired general was no longer in uniform. I thought to myself, “Here is a man who was overturned in the prime of his life and career but has gratefully taken up another baton offered.” His new job, his purpose is shaped by all his past experience, including headship betrayal. The helm has new leadership and Petraeus’ assignment is proof of his worth in their eyes. Going forward, confidence in his own ability or lack thereof will be the impetus of his future mettle.
If racing against mere men makes you tired, how will you race against horses? If you stumble and fall on open ground, what will you do in the thickets near the Jordan? As asked in Jeremiah 12:5 or something similar, might be a worthy question, any person having gone through a midlife earthquake crisis should contemplate. Is it possible to get up and go on, succeeding in tougher circumstances than previously encountered when one was young and passionate about a cause?
History and recent history, reveals that even in the midst of a snowflake snowstorm, the answer to this query remains, Yes! There is no sound evidence that the majority of people who trip at midlife, never spring back to press forward but it seems so. People become leary, weary and cautious after a stumble. Only a fool does not. Having spent the majority of your wealth of time in a given pursuit, only to realize that a thief has come in the overlooked unlocked window, inspires a modified outlook. True, your house has been overrun but do you flee to watch from the back 40 as the overset goes from bad to beyond repair? Or maybe you take a stand and maintain your territorial dominion from an overwhelmed parapet? Mulligrub your way to the study to pen vindicated memoirs? To the detached garage, tinkering at a new business? Or into the kitchen to mix your last bit of flour and smidgen of oil as the widow planned, recorded in 1 Kings 17:12? Whether God inspires the person without their knowledge and consent, or the person retreats to a prayer closet to touch the hem of His robe, staunching the psychological hemophilic bleed-out, one can arise from seeming defeat to run with horses.
Overturned, overran or overwhelmed take yourself to your prayer closet; your catalyst to destiny.