This world is not my home.
That’s my excuse to run every day. Of course, this world is not my eternal home, but that doesn’t mean that I need to live discontentedly in the meanwhile. When the going gets tough all I want to do is run as fast and far as I can think. I don’t have it rough like many do. I don’t even have it remotely bad like some.
Sure, I get into tense situations, times when I’m overwhelmed and overbooked, but it’s no reason to run. It’s then I realize I need to be still. Not stop what I’m doing per se, but rest in the Lord knowing he’s got this. There have been so many times I’ve been unsure how I’m ever going to make it to the next step. The thought of the next step alone makes me want to tuck my tail and fly to the mountaintop on the other side of the world. Yet if I pause and look back on my life, I have an assurance that I’m going to make it.
I can’t make it on my own. That’d be utterly impossible. Every time I can recall I’ve been in this place, it’s been a matter of looking to the Lord, (or in some cases running as far as I can from my problems which always made them worse). Always, he’s been there to pick me up when I’m broken, set me on the right path when I’ve wandered, or bolted off.
When there’s no way to get from A to B, he’s already gotten me to C. It’s not a matter of what I do to keep myself put together and on track. It’s a matter of choosing to look to him and trust no matter where I end up he has a reason. Never did I imagine I’d move halfway across America without saying goodbye at six. Hard as it was, I can honestly say God’s worked it for good and still is. It still hurts more than I’d like to admit, but if I hadn’t, I would never have met my best friends who are basically family. I wouldn’t have met a great many people who’ve helped and blessed me so much. God alone knows the choices I would’ve made, the pitfalls I missed.
The private Christian school was full of important learning experiences, but a great many trials I still don’t understand. Public school was interesting, but no place for me. Even still, God’s grace got me through and guarded my heart against many temptations. I’ve failed, I’ve run, and I’m sure I’ve hurt a great many people in the process, but I trust he will work it for good. The God who never once let me fall. Won’t let you fall either.
Sometimes it feels like you’re falling, but he’ll always catch you. Know that this world is not your home, but trust you don’t have to run to have peace and safety.
It’s easy to look back and see how if only that had happened, your life would be so much better. The thing is there’s no way to know. I think it’s best to trust that God’s working it for the best possible situation not only for his plans but for your life because he cares about you specifically. He loves you dearly my sweet friend.
This world is not my home, but we’re called to embrace God’s plan and not flee from it. I mean, when Jonah discontentedly ran to the other end of the world, it did not go well.
Jonah 1:3 (ESV)
But Jonah ran away from the Lord and headed for Tarshish. He went down to Joppa, where he found a ship bound for that port. After paying the fare, he went aboard and sailed for Tarshish to flee from the Lord.
Hebrews 13:5 (ESV)
Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”