“You have given me my portion. You have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen in pleasant places, surely I have a delightful inheritance.” Psalm 15:5-6
Have you ever stood at the edge of something marvelous and grand? You look out, from the edge of the forest over a field of blooming flowers. Or the edge of a cliff across the vast and powerful ocean. From the top of a mountain, surveying the range of its power and majesty. You are both in awe and afraid at the grandeur of it all.
Simba looking from Pride Rock onto his kingdom. Lucy standing at Cair Paravel seeing Narnia in its beauty and wonder. The Hobbits looking back, panning over the greatness of their journey, the vastness of the land given for them to travel.
The Israelites standing on the edge of their Promised Land for the first time.
Our journeys look much like these, our boundary lines set secure for us.
In days of old, as well as today, there are boundary lines set for us. They were once marked with stones, now a plastic flag surveyors put in our yards. They distinguish where one man’s land, the most valuable piece of his inheritance, begins. It also marks where it ends. These boundary lines were set in stone, unlawful to move because what is given to you is yours to keep, to steward well, to maintain and explore, and to pass on.
What if you had boundary lines in life. Not like the ones in your yard, but bigger boundaries. Lines that mark the greatness you have been called to, the adventures and exploring you were made to do.
Standing at the edge of something great. Looking out, all you can see is yours. The fields, the trees, the flowers in bloom, the rolling hills, the rivers and rocks. The mountains and high places, the cliffs above the rushing waters. The vastness of the ocean, the greatness of the sky all the way to the horizon and beyond. A vast adventure lays before, and you know it belongs to you. It is your inheritance. It is grand, it is overwhelming. It is too much for you, but a bigger part of you knows you were made for such a thing as this.
It is ours.
Things set within our boundary lines are not secure. There is risk. There is adventure. The mountains in all their glory are dangerous. The fields & forests filled with blooming flowers and trees hide many other unexpected things. The powerful ocean is a force to be reckoned with. And the journey to the other side will take your whole lifetime. It will not be easy, as most journeys are not. It will not be safe. It cannot be.
As David once said, “I will not sacrifice that which costs me nothing.” 2 Samuel 24:24
Adventures cost us much. They often cost our way of life. “It is a dangerous business walking out one’s front door,” dangerous that you will not ever be comfortable where you have been. We can choose to go, but we are not guaranteed to return the same. Sometimes we are not guaranteed to return at all, but the journey is always worth it in the end.
You are standing at the edge. Jesus is standing a little farther in. You look at the boundary lines before you, so great you cannot see where it ends. It is beautiful, majestic and powerful. Too great for you. A part of you wants to stay, but something deeper in you knows there is glory in the journey before you.
He turns around and says, “Come along.”
You say, “Yes. I’m coming.”
“Home is now behind you, the world is ahead”…the boundary lines have fallen for me in good places.
**For a little extra soul care, check out Antioch Live (Forever Sound) album, song called “My Portion is You“** (Click Song to Listen)
