Leave..

"Everybody has to leave, everybody has to leave their home and come back so they can love it again for all new reasons....I want to keep my soul fertile for the changes, so things keep getting born in me, so things keep dying when it is time for things to die. I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago, because a mind was made to figure things out, not to read the same page recurrently..."

"It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out. I want to repeat one word for you:

Leave

Roll the word around your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn't it? So strong and forceful, the you have always wanted to be. Any you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don't worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed..."

Donald Miller, an excerpt from Through Painted Deserts.

I find this to be quite the definition of my life, both in present and past. Leaving. It is something quite familiar, and God indeed always graces me with the strength, because no matter where I am leaving, no matter where I am going, He is ALREADY THERE.

I rest in this assurance as I venture onto this next journey, to my well-loved country. I know God will be going with me and that He will meet me when I first step onto the dirt-paved road as He has done since my first trip years ago. The first journey that awakened my soul to His desire, His passion, the journey that began the breaking of my heart for what breaks His very own heart....

So may all of you, dearest to my heart, venture to leave at some point in time, with an unwavering faith that God who has promised is faithful. Bask in the beauty that is found in the eyes of a traveler, whether you leave to journey across the street, or overseas. Leave. God will meet you more than half-way. Of this I am most certain...