One of these days I'm going to see all the ways He has led me. In the dark, in the hurt, in the dreams, in all of these ways, He has led me. He has taken care of me just like He said He would. One of these days I will finally realize that I never had to be afraid. I will finally understand the most important thing I could ever do is just simply rest in His love. That truth will set me free, just like He said it would.
And that truth will let me see Him, finally. Him, in His glory and protectiveness and fierce affection. As soon as I see Him, I won't be able to look at anything the same way again, because He will be there. He will be there at the job that makes me almost lose heart so often, walking beside me in those hallways whispering words of courage in my ears and molding my hand exactly to His own. He will be there in the lonely days, when I want what I don't have so badly that it hurts like a real ache, gently nudging me forward in the path He forged for me because He knows it's the best way. He will be there in the silence, letting me squirm and sweat beneath my barbell of effort, the ways I try to reach Him.
So many years of silence. So many years of squirming and sweating. He will be there, here, where He has been all along. The truth will let me see Him and it will lift the weight of the struggle off of me. Whether little by little or all at once, I will be free. And I will know that He has led me to that freedom from the very start.
This is the brave unfamiliar. It is happening already. It is happening now.
