As a child I was told how I should act, where to go and who I was to be with. I aged and there became more freedoms of the way I would go. What friends I would hang out with, what I would do with those friends and how I would treat them. I definitely didn’t choose the right “way” all the time.
For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.
Then my I found Jesus but I was accustom to finding my own way. I met the man of my dreams, married him, had 2 children and began building a life and that life was stripped away from me. I had to find a new “way”.
I began searching for God’s way but I still held on to those freedoms of choosing my own “way”. I remarried too quickly, without consult from my FATHER and my way was proving to be the hard way. Twelve years later I find myself seeking the way again. Not because it had been stripped away but because my way wasn’t working. I prayed, I waited, I cried, I got angry, I was sad but I stayed steadfast in my seeking His way.
“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going.” Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?” …
I had to find that place, that place where I could give way to my way and let it be His. He was patient with me. He was full of grace and compassion and love. He showed me how to have the same. He showed me that He is never too far from me and if I seek He will show me the way.
That they should seek God, in the hope that they might feel their way toward him and find him. Yet he is actually not far from each one of us,
Lord, there is no way that I can show You how grateful I am. But I will surely try all of my days. Amen!