So today I was watching The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. And Lucy finally goes chasing after Aslan in a desperate attempt to find him. He asks her why didn't she come looking for him earlier. Her reply? The others called it foolish. And so, we are this way.
I hear the call, clear as day and chiming like a bird of the morning. But this world calls this call foolish and mythological. It's impossible is their reply. Stated like children who think themselves to grown up to play. But I, I will search for Judah's Lion. I will go when I hear it's voice. It is loud like the crashing of thunder, yet soft and sweet like the cooing of a dove. So I will constantly return to the call of this voice. No matter how far away, loud or soft the resonating chords may play. I will endure the journey, because at the journeys end I will find myself. For if I ignore this voice, doom is sure to follow me. So to the Lion of Judah, I will be a devoted follower. To this voice in my head I will listen, no matter how nonsensical it may sound to the world. Because it's this voice that will ultimately lead me home.
"Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, 'Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?' And I said, 'Here am I. Send me!" -Isaiah 6:8
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