Little did I know this journey would involve a trip down memory lane. Our destination took us down back roads that once carried me to the best fishing spots on that side of the county. I remembered the banks of the various creeks and rivers we passed, my heart longed for the simplicity of those times and the company I was with. Love was real then. Heartbreak was a myth. The future was unknown. Time seemed slower and life was certainly not overwhelming but soaked up little by little.
I'll admit, it hurt. It still hurts. Life today was not what I intended for it to be back then. Ocassionally you have to let dreams die I guess.
A few hours later, on the second half of today's journey, I was reminded of one of God's promises. As I laughed and carried on with people whom a year ago did not even exist in my circle, I could see Truth manifesting itself before my eyes. Without even knowing, my church family soothed the pain of the previous hours, not in some super spiritual prayer-soaked revival fest, but just by sharing themselves and their time. They are becoming a part of me and taking up residence in my heart. I am forever grateful for the addition.
I'm learning that whatever we sacrifice, God replaces abundantly. I may not always see it immediately, but He is always faithful. That's been a hard lesson to learn but the peace it brings is worth the effort.
I can hear one of my old Pastors now singing "I wouldn't take nothing for my journey now..." It's been hard, I've made mistakes, but I'm still here and I'm still learning.
"And everyone who has left houses or brothers or sisters or father or mother or wife or children or fields for my sake will receive a hundred times as much and will inherit eternal life."
Matt 19:29
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