"Distractions may hinder, but once the heart is committed to Him,
the attention will return again and rest upon Him like a wandering
bird coming back to its window." Tozer
We are wanderers... we get side tracked with the everyday things in life and begin to wander... suddenly we find ourselves in a dark valley and wonder how we got there... we feel alone. We begin looking around for some familiar thing, some comfortable thing that feels like home... but it just doesn't seem right....
When I was a child I was a wanderer. When we went on school field trips none of the parent chaperones ever wanted me in their group because I was always the one that got lost. I remember getting lost at The Detroit Zoo, at The Henry Ford Museum and several other places. It was a sickening feeling as a child... to suddenly look up and there be a sea of faces around and none that you know. I would start to cry and of course someone that worked there would find me and bring me back to my group. Now as a parent I have taken my children to these places and I am always so cautious of where they are. I've told them all my horror stories of getting lost, so I think I have instilled a sacred fear in them. As a parent it is a different kind of sickening feeling... the thought of losing a child...
When I say lose a child I don't only mean in the physical sense but also in the spiritual sense... they both give me that empty feeling... a feeling I hope and pray I will never know. There are so many people lost out there today... lost and hopeless. But they don't have to be... Jesus is there ever waiting with open arms to gather them into His fold... to protect and give meaning to one's life.
Only He can fill the void that leaves one feeling empty and without meaning...
If you have wandered away... if you are lost and don't know where to turn... if you're struggling with the cares of life... Jesus has all the answers... He is your hope... call unto Him and He will answer... like the wandering bird coming back...
Until next time,
Jean
We are wanderers... we get side tracked with the everyday things in life and begin to wander... suddenly we find ourselves in a dark valley and wonder how we got there... we feel alone. We begin looking around for some familiar thing, some comfortable thing that feels like home... but it just doesn't seem right....
When I was a child I was a wanderer. When we went on school field trips none of the parent chaperones ever wanted me in their group because I was always the one that got lost. I remember getting lost at The Detroit Zoo, at The Henry Ford Museum and several other places. It was a sickening feeling as a child... to suddenly look up and there be a sea of faces around and none that you know. I would start to cry and of course someone that worked there would find me and bring me back to my group. Now as a parent I have taken my children to these places and I am always so cautious of where they are. I've told them all my horror stories of getting lost, so I think I have instilled a sacred fear in them. As a parent it is a different kind of sickening feeling... the thought of losing a child...
When I say lose a child I don't only mean in the physical sense but also in the spiritual sense... they both give me that empty feeling... a feeling I hope and pray I will never know. There are so many people lost out there today... lost and hopeless. But they don't have to be... Jesus is there ever waiting with open arms to gather them into His fold... to protect and give meaning to one's life.
Only He can fill the void that leaves one feeling empty and without meaning...
If you have wandered away... if you are lost and don't know where to turn... if you're struggling with the cares of life... Jesus has all the answers... He is your hope... call unto Him and He will answer... like the wandering bird coming back...
Until next time,
Jean
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