Never Go Back

In football, it’s often advised to those who have managed a club not to go back and manage that club again.  The thinking is if you were a success at the club before, you’re not guaranteed to be a success again and seriously run the risk of tarnishing the good name you established before.  Likewise the circumstances of the first stint cannot be replicated and so different outcomes are inevitable.

Though not related to football, I was consider what I’ve recently left behind and at present on looking at the awkward place I’m in at the moment and the comfort and security of knowing what was what in what I did there are pointers towards returning to what I’ve left.  Yet, thankfully, what is stronger at the moment is the sense that there would be no use or point going back.  It’s not too dissimilar to the struggle of the Exodus story once they’re in the wilderness.  They are not at the destination and the complexity and difficulty of the wilderness experience makes their initial starting point all the more enticing.

This is a delusion.

The reality is going back would be the worst thing to happen – it could signify going back into a dead situation that kept you bound even if it was a comfortable scenario where you knew what was what.  That place would only kill you, but kill you slowly just like the story of the frogs in slow boiling water.

I appreciate what God has done for me back then and the people I came across are precious, dear and loving people.  It would kill me to go back.  It would definitely kill me to go back there now.

Though where I am is uncertain and full of questions, the one abiding assurance of this place is that God is here.  He is here.  He is telling me that all I can ever afford to depend on in this place is Him and His Word – not what I was comfortable in, but in Him.

Just blogging.

That is all.

For His Name’s Sake

Shalom

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