Wanderer…

Wanderer…10-12-25

When I ask my grandson what he does during recess, he will often say that he just “wanders” around. Sadly, he gets this from me. I am often socially awkward. I really don’t know how to interpret these settings. In social gatherings, I find myself moving from group to group trying to see where I should fit. Like a puzzle piece with a notch that the machine did not cut correctly. Almost, but not quite here, and almost but not quite there. My husband said yesterday that he thinks I need to be needed. Perhaps! But, more than anything I want to be used by God.

There were several in scripture who wandered, i.e. Moses, The Israelites, David, Ruth, Naomi, Hagar, Jacob, and Cain are just a few. Some were exiled. Some were running for their lives. And all, all were searching. Everyone who wanders is on a journey. A devine journey that is known and seen by God. After all, He directs us in all things. He knows our hearts. He knows our journey, and He wrote our story.

My wandering does not mean I am spiritually lost. I know I am saved by the blood of Jesus. I know I have a heavenly home. My wandering is my journey to be in His will. Yes, my uncertainty of where I fit is my own insecurity.

My life has been full of people that need me for a time, and then not so much. That is life, and I am content to be needed. But, isn’t that what God wants me to do, be joyfully needed for Him to His glory? My desire to be in His will is of utmost importance. If that means I am searching for the next place He needs me, I will go. Isaiah 6:8, “Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here am I. Send me!”