Krista Lynn Campbell

the long way home

An unfamiliar face walked toward the microphone in the center of the stage. The stranger introduced himself as the drummer in the worship band. A commercial painter who felt the call to preach. He was the drumming painter-preacher, Ryan.

Preaching was in Ryan’s blood; his grandfather and father both answered the Call. Now, after wandering a bit, he shared God’s wisdom from Proverbs 3.

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight. ~Proverbs 3:5,6 (NIV)

Ryan left the lakes of Minnesota for the shores of North Carolina, with a few stops in between. He leaned on his own understanding and meandered along life’s rabbit trails. Ryan took the long way home.

From time to time, I ramble, roam, and take the long way home. Detours and zig zags without leaving my house. When I lean on my own understanding, my thoughts travel along twisted and curved roads. My mind convinces me I don’t need to stop for help or seek direction. I can do it myself.

Stubbornness + stupidity = straying.

I end up a long way from Home.

I am thankful my Heavenly Father waits patiently during my travels and treks. He waits as I figure out life; ready to straighten my crooked path. His Holy Word, a True Compass, guides me closer to Him. It lights my way Home, as I lean and trust in the Faithful One.

Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path. Psalm 119:015

At the end of thirty-minutes, the drumming painter-pastor reminded the gathering: God doesn’t waste our hurt. Navigating life’s challenging paths produces pain but also purpose. Nothing wasted on the long way home.

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