“For someone like you it’s good to travel now ... but if you’re Christine, it doesn’t matter, because you’ll be doing it for the rest of your life.” ~ c.b.
I am a modern nomad. It is nothing for me to pack up my bags and move on a whim. I have no roots. No ropes tieing me down. The world is my tent. Wherever the Lord is, there my home will be.
The Lord directs my steps in different ways--anywhere from gripping my heart and assuring me this is my destiny or the deliverance of a desire into a reality. Two and a half years ago the Lord gripped my heart by telling me that He had a purpose for me in Savannah, Georgia. Now He has fulfilled a desire by leading me to Louisville, Kentucky, to study His Word at Southern Seminary.
This weekend I removed all of my worldly possessions from Savannah. I have nothing left there but the pieces of my heart that are planted in the hearts of those I have come to love.
Will it be two or three years till I am brought somewhere else? And what was that purpose? Why was I in Savannah? Was I sent there to be transformed into the image of God’s Son? Did I somehow affect someone’s life in a way that I will never know this side of heaven? Did I meet someone while there that I will one day later encounter in a life-changing experience?
God’s ways are wonderful, marvellous, too high for me to comprehend.