Oh, You knew...

~ Upon traveling back to my hometown, I pondered how hard it was to leave everything I knew and move to where the Lord was taking me.  From the dark rich soil of the northwest, to the red soil of the south, I found His reasons where more purposeful then my mind could concieve.  The distance allowed me to face my brokeness and healing that never could have happened without a physical move towards His magnificent will.



I know why You did it!
I didn't know then...
I was forced to trust You but now I know.
What is it about the miles?

The very distance that can cause one to feel security from the difficult, the painful... the ugly.
Sometimes the distance just isn't far enough for one to find that security.

Oh, I get it now... or at least I understand a glimmer of Your purposes.
It is so true, that it's hard to understand what You are doing, when it contradicts what I think is ok.
And so I step back in the quiet of the night upon the same dirt I used to dwell

And think about the process of how You choose to explode me to where You wanted me next.

The earth changed colors.

The miles stretched on until the red now stains my feet, my littles clothes, my heart.

And I dwell  there.
Where You want me now.
Because You knew the miles would be far enough.
They'd stretch long enough to take me safely to those brown dirt stains, that seared my memories, that broke my heart and emptied me.
So now the red stained earth could stain me, where I couldn't go, without the miles.
Oh, You knew.
I blindly trusted You and You moved me past those mountains, stained me red and rescued me...
That I may dwell here...
Like this with You

Past the miles
Past the pain.

Oh, You knew...