Life was going perfectly and now you're hurt, alone, dirty, in distress and questioning the pointlessness of this detour. The question WHY rages in your mind as you reach out for something to cling to...is there a lesson here? Am I learning some important skill that will enable me to play the role God has designed for me? Every thing seemed okay...I was on the right track, right? I followed Your voice even when others didn't understand. I left what I knew to do Your bidding. Doing everything I was supposed to, making all the right decisions, being the perfect little soldier, so what the heck is going on? God, where are you? Are you there? Are you listening? DO you even care anymore? I have dedicated every part of me to you since I was a child I've done everything you asked, right? Why do I lay here broken now? So far from that "strong faith" I once thought I had.....and then the voice comes finally, speaking words so ancient and so healing...so full of depth and only a bit of understanding....Hosea 6:1&2
"Come, let us return to the LORD.
He has torn us to pieces;
now he will heal us.
He has injured us;
now he will bandage our wounds.
2 In just a short time he will restore us,
He has torn us to pieces;
now he will heal us.
He has injured us;
now he will bandage our wounds.
2 In just a short time he will restore us,
so that we may live in his presence."
.....and for now along with a new task He's given me, they're enough.