I’m still sick. Anyone out there who hasn’t yet fallen to the flu, the virus, the cold this year? Care to pass along your secret?
I went and saw the Hobbit last Saturday, that may be where I picked up this bug. I totally identified with Bilbo Baggins’ hesitation to leave the comforts of his home. I think I talk adventure way more than I seek it.
And I don’t want to hole myself up at home–that is after I’m feeling better. For those of you who know me, you know that I have been hobbit-shirish for quite awhile. And I don’t believe that God wants me to stay there any longer, which means change is on the horizon.
I started reading the book of Exodus this morning and I’m looking forward to the Israelites journey to freedom from the Egyptians. I know there will be resistance in both the hearts of the Egyptians and the Israelites. Will my heart likewise resist the changes on the horizon?
I’ve been feeling closed in, oppressed in this time of life, yet God wants me to be fruitful and spread abroad. But I must be willing to spread abroad. Like Bilbo Baggins I must gather my things and be willing to go where God’s journey takes me. And if I’m sitting at home in oppression, dreaming of and longing for adventure, but refuse to spread abroad in the land where God has me, then what I am?
I want to seek adventure, not just long for it, not just watch others’ adventures unfold before me, but embrace the one God has for me. I want to be a hobbit bound for adventure come what may.
What about you? Are you an adventure seeker or a hobbit holed in?