Detours

I often think about those that wandered in the desert for 40 years.

I have done my fair share of wandering.

I ask for sustenance and then whine about it. I get impatient with God’s timing and make my own idols to worship.

I can’t poke fun at them because I am them!

Some of my detours are short and some are, sadly, a bit long.

Sometimes I get derailed when life throws me a curveball. Other times I willfully run into the briars or tumble down a ravine. And then I have some bumps and bruises and scars.

God knows my tendencies. And He gives me warnings — if only I had ears to hear.

Thankfully, He never slumbers nor sleeps. I probably am a full time job. And I am thankful I am on His mind and heart and He pursues me. God wants me connected to Him and on a fruitful path. And, thankfully, He can bear fruit from the more challenging decisions in my life’s journey.

Thank you, Lord, for loving me in and through my detours and for Your steadfastness!