Tomorrows...

Throughout the day, yesterday, as my thoughts turned back to the scriptures I had read I thought, if I do go to the “desert”, I can imagine what it'll be like to say goodbye to this home and friends (or one in particular) here. Putting distance between me and what I'd hoped would be.

I'm certain there'll be tears (but then, I cry at the drop of a hat sometimes). I'll mourn what may be the loss of my heart's dream.

My devotion today, (you know, that random booklet of devotions) was titled, “When You're Sorrowful”. (Y'all have got to get one of these booklets.) now, when I first read the title, I thought this one wasn't one of those that God was gonna talk to me through. I had forgotten about my thoughts of saying goodbye. Until I read the text. Coincidentally, (Ha!) it picks up where it stopped yesterday....Is. 35:5-10.
Then the blind people will see again, and the deaf will hear. Crippled
people will jump like deer, and those who can't talk will shout with joy.
Water will flow in the desert, and streams will flow in the dry land. The
burning desert will have pools of water and dry ground will have springs.
Where wild dogs once lived, grass and water plants will grow. (So far it
just seems like an elaboration of yesterday. Then.....)
A road will be there; this highway will be called “THE ROAD TO BEING
HOLY”. (grunt!!! I almost choked on my bagel.) Evil people will not

be allowed to walk on it. Only good people will walk on it. No fools

will go on it. No lions will be there, nor will dangerous animals be on

that road. They will not be found there. That road will be for the people

God saves; the people the Lord has freed will return there. They will enter

Jerusalem with joy and their happiness will last forever. Their gladness

and joy will fill them completely; and sorrow and sadness will go far away.

(I so want to find a home I can rest in. To finally rest..)

I was taken a back. Shocked, when I read v. 8, ...this highway will be called “the Road to Being Holy”. It jumped out at me, since my journey and conversations with God recently are about being holy. And I was sure the name of the road was even capitalized. How odd, I thought, that those words would be. I reread that verse. It isn't in capital letters, but that's what it looked like as I read it the first time.

These scriptures do elaborate on yesterday's verses. Today's scriptures tell me I'll be made whole in areas I've been crippled.

I'll be refreshed.

They tell me I'll be protected.

A few weeks ago I prayed that I would hear his voice like Is. 30:21 says. “And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left.” (KJV..King James sounds so pretty, so poetic.) That's what v. 8 was like. Go here, this way leads to the highway called The Road to Being Holy. If I wrote everything that's going through my head, you'd think I'm crazier than you do already.

But know this...God is so good.

He loves me. Loves me enough to talk, specifically, to Renata.

And he loves you that much, too.

Thank you, Heavenly Father, that you hold my tomorrows. Tomorrows
scare me, Lord, but you've told me you have good plans for me, not plans
to hurt me, but plans for hope and a good future (Jer. 29:11). Help me,
Lord, to trust you with my tomorrows and my fears.