This will be short and to the point. I've missed dwelling in the presence of my Father, at the center of His will for my life. I'm running back to find that place that He prepared for me. I know it'll look different than it did last time, but that's okay. I'm different now...not necessarily stronger - I'm not sure how much fight left I have in me, to be honest. I'm not stronger in my faith - I never doubted God's sovereignty in the last year's circumstances. I'm not more withdrawn, well, maybe I am. I'm concerned because He doesn't supercede our wills, and I'm afraid of another imposing their will on me.
All I know is that when I find that place, NOTHING will move me ever again. When I find "Home", I'm unpacking and staying for good. There's nothing in this world that can ever compare to the feeling when you're in the center of His will. I won't lose it again, and I'll get there again soon.
