arrival.
24.

The age where most of the world thinks you should have arrived…

whatever that’s supposed to mean.

Arrival? There’s one thing I know, if “arrival” does, in fact, exist, then I’m not there. And if I’m honest, I’m not sure I ever want to be there.

We never arrive. We simply struggle.

And when we do “arrive,” we’ve simply given up.

Arrival is an excuse to stay where we are. It’s justification for living comfortably with what we want. Arrival prevents us from acquiring our God-given purposes and enables us to live a selfish life.

Inevitably, when we arrive, we die.

Life is achieved in the journey. As we fight and struggle and pursue and hurt we live and breathe and seek and receive.

The journey will be hard. There will be scars and your heart will be broken. But here’s my advice:

Live in the journey. Live in the struggle and the terror and the doubt and the beauty and the failure and the hope because that is where Jesus is.

Faith fuels the journey.

In the journey, you discover that “arrival” is simply a term for “settling.”

Live in the journey. Seek Jesus. He is for you.

We rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.

Romans 5:3-5