At some point I had to choose to turn that page. The one I’d been stuck on for quite some time. I couldn’t go back but I couldn’t seem to go forward either. All of my emotions were on that one page.

It felt like I was stuck in time.

Ever been there? Afraid to turn the page wondering if anything could ever be better than what was-even if what was is no longer God’s plan for you.

That page will get old and yellowed if you sit on it long enough. It’ll become tear-stained and you’ll find yourself losing hope. You’ll become numb.

I get it. I stared at mine too hoping something would return until I decided it shouldn’t. I couldn’t seem to accept the reality of it all-until I did. Jesus helped me. He will help you, too.

Jesus knew me best. He knows you best. What is in you can’t stay where you were. If you stay on that page, you’ll cut something beautiful in you with Christ very short.

Your promise is up ahead.

You see, the latter is going to be greater than the former.

I know what you’re feeling. I was afraid too because I knew the turn of the page was the end of a chapter. Something was closing. Shifting. Finished. Completed.

It was scary to me.

I didn’t want it to be shifting in some ways or at least I wanted a combination of the old and the new, but Jesus said, “No.”

This is an Abraham kind of crossroads.

Go back or go with Jesus. Those were my two options.

They are also yours.

Which will it be?

I hope you choose to turn the page.

If you don’t, you’ll never see the beauty coming in your next chapter.