Where are You?

Where are you?

I'm walking on the inside edge of a forest. There are trees all around me, but i can
see a great shining field when i through the branches of the trees, out of the
forest. There are beams of light coming in. They shine on me at times, I shine.

During those bright times, my true self is revealed. I feel the "light" is what God
would have for me. This field, this golden vast field...Is my call...my harvest. I
can see it at times, but I live in denial of it. I'm afriad to admit it. I don't want
to see it. My physical being is running deeper into the forest, but my spirit longs
to be in the field. But i feel ashamed, and i hide amongst the trees. Sometimes I'm
brave and i'll put one foot on in the field, only to run back into the shade, into my
own self-comfort. I'm afraid to commit everything to God. I'm afriad to step into my
calling. I'm afraid...

I want to leap out into the field and sprint with everything in me. I want to run as
fast as I can and not look back. I want to leave that foest behind me and never look
back. I want to jump and dance and run and sing in that field...but i'm not there
yet. I'm still here, hiding in my forest, hiding from God's light, hiding from His
call, hiding...

I know where I want to go, I've realised where I am. God, either burn this forest
down, or thrust me out of it. Being in the field will be full of light, I'll be
completely exposed. Exposed to God's refining fire. There's no shade, no "protection"
in a field. I'm be completely exposed to all the light, the rain, the snow, the wind.
God...please...bring me where You are...