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.