I remembered telling myself some time over 8 years ago about a journey that took a different direction. I wasn't at my best, finding myself at a place where I am being pulled far away from what I am familiar not just literally but figuratively as well.
God has the habit of making sure we are prepared for His work. He took Moses away into the desert for 40 years before He revealed Himself. He led Israel in a winding journey for 40 years before allowing them to enter the promise land. For a shorter moment in comparison, He led Jesus for 40 days before starting is ministry.
I told myself that my distance away from what I knew was my 40 years. So I took it as best as I can obediently to go through this moment but somehow I could not draw the line where my 40 years would end. I thought that my 40 years last for 1 year before God called me into The Mission, but suddenly it is a whole different sense where maybe The Mission was my 40 years. So here right now I am in the in-between from The Mission and to something else bigger.
However, patience is not my strong suit and waiting has always led me restless. I am anxious for something new but I know that somehow I am not ready and I need to grow so much more.
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