Leaving

As per usual, I received a book for Christmas this year. This was one I'd actually asked for so I look forward to reading it. A few months back a friend of mine had brought her copy to a small group meeting and read something that I really enjoyed. This is part of what it said...

And so my prayer is that your story will have involved some leaving and some coming home, some summer and some winter, some roses blooming out like children in a play. My hope is your story will be about changing, about getting something beautiful born inside of you, about learning to love a woman or a man, about learning to love a child, about moving yourself around water, around mountains, around friends, about learning to love others more than we love ourselves, about learning oneness as a way of understanding God. We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and the resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn't it?
It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out.
I want to repeat one word for you.
Leave.
Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn't it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don't worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed.
Through Painted Deserts - Donald Miller

Leave. Sometimes it is a good thing to leave. Sometimes I wish I could just leave, but then common sense or worldly restraints kick in and I sit back down and wait.

And wait.

Until the opportunity arrives or the yearning kicks in again.

However I'm not ready to leave this place yet. :)