Do I miss God's possibilities while wrestling with my own impossibilities?

​Some days it feels way too late in life, but I've discovered the worst view of my life is found looking through the lens of what is possible. I've found that when I go to considering what is possible in my life, I'm usually considering it with my own definition of possible, a definition narrowed by fear and by a lack of imagination and most crucially, by the absence of faith.

The worst version of Keith, I've discovered, is the one tackling things in life only Keith can accomplish.

No, I missed out on a lot in life by not spending more time along the fence row of "I can't go any further" - simply for the chance to keep going further. I've missed out on a lot of life by not having more opportunities to look back and say, how on earth did I get here - this place was impossible to reach.

Maybe some days it feels way too late, but I do find myself there more often these days. I find myself in the land of that was impossible. And more often than not, that's where God and I have our strongest heart to hearts.

One of the greatest biblical heart to hearts ever is this chat Job had with God in the bible. Job's life was feeling pretty impossible. It didn't help that he had some friends talking him through his struggles that not only left him feeling like he was in an impossible spot, but that he deserved to be there.

At one point, as Job is working through this internal tug of war he's having with God, he says these beautiful words in Job chapter 9 - these words are from the message translation:

We’ll never comprehend all the great things he (God) does;his miracle-surprises can’t be counted.Somehow, though he moves right in front of me, I don’t see him;quietly but surely he’s active, and I miss it.

"Quietly buy surely he's active, and I miss it."

I had to read that a couple of times. I had to wonder, do I miss God when I'm in my own little life box, blinding myself to the impossible while clinging to my limited view of what I see as possible. Do I miss God's miracle surprises staying on this side of "I can't go any further" instead of hopping that fence and grabbing God's waiting hand - a hand that says, oh, we've got a long way to go.

We are living in a time when I think more of us than ever are lined up along that fence row of "I can't go any further." This morning, I have this beautiful image in my head. It's an image of faith. It's an image of people - one after the other - jumping that fence. They are running through the field on the other side with new life. At the other end of the field they gather, and they begin to recount God's endless surprises they've experienced along the way.

In the same way that I used to look up at the sun and the moon as a child and think - that's impossible, but they are there - in that very same way today, I find myself going places I never thought I could go. And when I get there, I say this is impossible, but I'm here.

It's in those moments God begs me to ask, how on earth did I get here? It's in those moments God loves to pull me next to him and say, I'm so glad you're here.

I'm glad we jumped that fence.