For no matter where I am, even when I’m far from home, I will cry out to you for a father’s help. When I’m feeble and overwhelmed by life, guide me into your glory, where I am safe and sheltered. Psalm 61:2 TPT
We’ve been traveling this past couple weeks, visiting family in Michigan. It’s been awhile since Walt’s been up to his brothers place. We’ve had a wonderful time talking, laughing, freezing….well, maybe not that so much.
But anyone who has traveled will understand that although it’s nice to see family, it’s always nice to be home. To sleep in your own bed, get back into your groove (especially those who have that particular personality–Walt).
Here’s what I’ve come to understand about traveling; I can never travel too far from God! The moment I take pause and think on Him, He rushes in and fills me to overflowing with an overwhelming joy. Safe and sheltered from cold and snow, wind and rain, almost as if you’re encapsulated in a bubble.
In that place, I’m not stressed by traffic or the drama around me, I’m simply tucked up in His arms and He is enough. I take Him everywhere with me. Even in the darkest night, when the clouds hide the moon and stars, He is my light. I can’t stay lost or even afraid when He holds my hand.
It won’t be long now, we’re on the last leg of the journey and we’ll be home tomorrow night. But in the meantime, I’ll be content just knowing I’m not alone.