The blistering hot desert encompassed my entire being, dulling my senses and blurring my vision. I searched in vain but found no wellsprings, nor streams of cool running water to revive my thirsty soul. Nothing life-giving lived in this God forsaken land.
“Why me? ” I cried out, knowing the answer full well, still somehow needing to add my voice to those disobedient Israelites of long ago? There had been plenty of warning signs saying turn back, yet here I was. Lost in the wilderness. Living in a mirage built on lies and illusions. One that the world had painted. Forever promising happiness, pleasure, and success, while luring me further away from the safety of my Father’s loving arms. Like a tender shoot scalded by the harsh heat of the sun, I had developed a thick skin, desensitizing me to sin and its putrid stench. The memories of home and all I had forsaken, managed to interrupt my thoughts.
The words “Forgive me, Father,” escaped from my parched lips. Tears tumbled onto the sandy floor below, as my heart ached with remorse. I had betrayed my God and followed after His enemy. In that intimate moment of confession and repentance, all evidence of my past sins were swept away by His amazing grace. Only the God of Love could wash away the filth of my sins, claim me as his own, and celebrate my homecoming! I was saved! “…There will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent.” Luke 15:7. Amen.
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