prone to wander

I'm not writing the continuation from last night. Not yet. I'm still chewing on it all.

I suppose in some ways what I have to say is a little snippet of it but it's still coming together in my mind.

It seems that every so often, frequently following something like this weekend, I get an itch. I don't know if these feelings are unique to me or if most of us have them. I can say that as far as I am concerned, I have a wandering heart.

Every so often, something rises up in me that wants to pack my bags and just wander the world. I long to see different cultures and people. I want to experience things I've never known before.

Yet, I am here.

In the same place.

There is nothing wrong with this place. It is filled with what I love most in this world and yet... my heart quickens for something else, something more.

This weekend we heard a lot of great speakers. My favorite of them said a lot that resonated with me but I will only share a snippet now.

See, there is a part of me (that wandering heart portion) that dreads tomorrow. It dreads another day of doing the same things, crunching the same numbers, staring at the same screen, talking to the same people. There is a part of me that would run away in a moments notice if I could and stop running the same miles, packing the same food trying to accomplish the same goals.

But a wise woman reminded me this weekend that my mission field is in the space between my two feet.

You see, more than my heart longs to wander it longs to serve Jesus.

Yes, I want adventure in the great wide somewhere...I want it more than I can tell...

Perhaps someday I will travel the world.

Perhaps not.

If I ever get to, I want to to be on His terms and not my own.

"Prone to wander Lord, I feel it. Prone to leave the God I love. Here's my heart Lord take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above."

I have learned and am continuing to learn, that the greatest adventure of my life is the one that I take with Jesus. It happens in the space between my two feet.

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