Filed under: Spiritual Journey
We’ve picked up the pieces of our disillusionment and we start on our hopeless journeys to the un-Promised Land. We have fled the land of our forefathers, the land of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob—the land and destination that our rabbis, pastors, priests, and small group leaders pointed us towards. And here we reject that place we once held in the religiously conditional love of our families, synagogues and churches.
Every hint of things hopeful have been exhausted and has forced us into exiled. In these places we now seek to write the final chapters of the reverse exodus of our mundane lives. In those moments, and in these moments, whether we acknowledge it or not, God’s ‘will’ surrounds us. It’s unexplainable; sometimes unwanted, and it leaves us with unpredictable results. The more I run, the more He finds me. The more I hide in the dark, the more Light shines in my direction. The more I am brief, the more Conversations come my way. The less I commit, the more He commits to a new exodus.
We exchange optimism for pessimism. We think if we do the opposite of the call, we might be able to avoid it. We just can’t win. We put our cell phones on silent, but He keep calling back.
