Okay, I’m going to get a little existential on you, so get ready. This was inspired in prayer the other night by a scripture I will share with you at the end of the post.
I am Here. I am where I am. I live in this place, right now. I exist here, I think and move and act, right here and right now. It’s not where I want to be, but it is where I am. Some might call it Egypt, I simply call it Here.
But there is another place. It is the place I want to be. It is the person I want to be, the person I know God has called me to be. I’m not exactly sure where that place is, but I know it’s not Here. Some might call that place The Promised Land, I call it There.
Then there is the land between. The space between Here and There. It is a place that is often dry, often lonely, almost always hard. It is a place of frequent trials and failed tests. It is a land of looking forward, and too often looking back. It is a land of longing. How could it not be? It is not There. Some call this place the wilderness, I call it The Land Between.
Too often the source of my despair and discouragement is from the fact that I long to be somewhere other than Here, I long to be There. In those times I overlook the Land Between. I think of it as a waste, of some time to kill until I get There. But The Land Between is much more. This place is the real essence of what it means to be a Christ follower. It is the place where the fire of affliction burns away my imperfections. It is a place where I am put to the test, where my motives are revealed, and where I am found wanting to be more like the One I claim to follow.
The Land Between is a place is where sorrow and tears and trials forge in me a faith that cannot be shaken and a resolve that cannot be broken. It is a place where my losses are sometimes greater than my gains, where one step forward is often followed by ten steps back, where I am often tempted to sit down and give up.
But where can I go? Here is not where I want to be. There is yet too far away, and I am left with a compass that often resembles the one owned by a certain Capt. Sparrow. For me there is only The Land Between, the space between Here and There. So I will walk. I will set out for a destination unknown, trusting I will recognize it when I find it…or when it finds me.
The funny thing is, when I start the journey I find I’m much closer to There than I ever imagined.
“…do not become sluggish, but imitate those who through faith and patience, inherit the promises.” ~ Hebrews 6:12