Wastelands

I really love when God answers a prayer and then confirms it through His word. A couple of days ago I wrote about my journey here in Orlando, my struggles, and now the upward crawl. I was doing my quiet time this morning and I found myself smiling at how God gives us confirmations when we least expect it. Here is what I read:

Wastelands- from Elisabeth Elliot's "A Lamp Unto My Feet"

There are dry, lonely places in each of our lives, where we seem to travel alone, sometimes feeling as though we must surely have lost the way. What am I doing here? How did this happen? Lord, get me out of this!

He does not get us out. Not when we ask for it, at any rate, because it was He all along who brought us to this place. He has been here before-it is no wilderness to Him, and He walks with us. There are things to be seen and learned in these apparent wastelands that cannot be seen and learned in the city- in places of comfort, convenience, and company.

God does not intend to make it no wasteland. He intends, rather, to keep us- to hold us with His strength, to sustain us with His sure words- in a place where there is nothing else we can count on.

"God did not guide them by the road towards the Philistines, although that was the shortest; God made them go by way of the wilderness towards the Red Sea (Exodus 13: 17-18)."

Imagine what Israel, and all of us who worship Israel's God, would have missed if they had gone by the shortest route- the thrilling story of the deliverance from Egypt's chariots when the sea was rolled back. Let's not ask for shortcuts. Let's keep alert for the wonders our Guide will show us in the wilderness.