It’s Time to Stop Homesteading And Begin The Journey

We all have a choice how we will live. We can choose to homestead or pursue the journey that lies before us.


I can hear you now. You are saying something like, “What on earth do you mean when you say homesteading? And what journey are you talking about?”

A homestead is that place where you put down roots. It is safe, comfortable, and marked by self-sufficiency.

A homesteader’s motto is, risk is something to avoid at all cost. Just play it safe.

I should know. I’ve been homesteading for most of my life.

I like things controlled and predictable. I like to know what is coming next and I want to know the outcome before I commit.

Well, at least I used to.

God has been working in this area of my life for several years. And I have made strides. You might call me a cautious risk taker. Is that an oxymoron?

Slowly but surely He has been teaching me to let go of the illusion of control and completely trust Him.

Recently, I wrote about a book I read that rocked my world ( you can read that post here). The book is part allegory and part teaching.

In the allegory the protagonist, Mia is searching for her father (you really do need to read this book) [affiliate link]. When she happens upon his long-abandoned pickup hidden in the overgrown brush along the forest path, she is traveling.

Immediately my mind flashed back to my childhood and my father.

My dad loved pickups. In fact, I can’t remember a time he didn’t have one.

I remember them all, but my favorite without a doubt is the beat-up ‘49 Chevy. For as old as it was it was still in pretty good shape, except for a little rust on the rear fenders.

The wood bed was oil soaked, and the inside of the cab had that old used smell. But I loved that truck.

It was red when he bought it, but one summer day he pulled it into the backyard and took out a gallon of black Rustoleum paint and a brush, looked at me and said, “Will you paint this for me?” He didn’t have to ask twice.

I don’t remember exactly how old I was, but it was somewhere around twelve. By the end of the day, I had completed the task.

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And, if I say so myself, the now black truck didn’t look half bad.

The other thing I remember about that truck is how much I loved riding in it with my father. It didn’t matter where he was going I just loved going with him.

That brings me back to The Story of With.  I reflected on author, Allen Arnold relating how God asks us to ride with Him on an epic journey.

I picture myself standing in front of my homestead. Here comes the black ‘49 Chevy rolling down the street. When it gets next to me, it stops, and the window rolls down.

I look in, and it’s not my earthly dad driving. No, this time, it’s my Abba Father.

The conversation goes like this:

Abba: Do you want a ride?
Me (as I open the door and jump in): Sure
Abba: But you don’t even know where I’m going.
Me: It doesn’t matter where we go as long as I’m with you.

Those are some of the most freeing and at the same time terrifying words I have ever uttered.

Freeing because I have given up control and put my entire trust in Abba.

Terrifying, because I don’t know what is coming next, but I know for sure it won’t be a beautiful straight road without problems.

On the contrary, the road will have many curves and potholes. There will be mountains and valleys. But then I remember who I’m with, and the terror goes away because riding with Abba comes with a guarantee.

The guarantee He gives is the only one that matters. The guarantee is that whatever we experience we’ll experience it together.

“ I can do all things [which He has called me to do] through Him who strengthens and empowers me [to fulfill His purpose – I am self-sufficient in Christs sufficiency; I am ready for anything and equal to anything through Him who infuses me with inner strength and confident peace.]” Philippians 4:13 AMP

Conversely, living on the homestead has no guarantees. The safety and security it seems to represent is in fact just an illusion.

Allen Arnold says it like this. “Which will you choose – the highly probable or the seemingly impossible? Ask God and see which he’s inviting you into. Though never predictable, he often ushers us into dreams so big that we can only achieve them with him. In fact., if you can achieve your dreams without God, they are way too small.”

We always have a choice. We can play it safe, living a self-reliant life on our homestead and live a small story. Or we can choose to ride with Abba and live the epic, unpredictable story He created us to live. Just remember, safe and best are rarely found on the same road.

Which will you choose homesteading or riding with Abba on an epic journey? When will you start?



This post first appeared on October 24,2017


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3 thoughts on “It’s Time to Stop Homesteading And Begin The Journey

  1. I have noticed the strides you have made my friend. He is constantly working in this area of my life as well. Some areas have been surrendered, and others not so much. So thankful God has blessed us with our friendship and that we are on this journey together! Thanks for this reminder! It comes at a good time. Love ya!

  2. This is great stuff, K! Thanks for posting. And thanks for being vulnerable enough to share–it’s a great encouragement and a challenge to me (and to others, I’m sure). The idea of “It doesn’t matter where we go as long as I’m with you” powerful. I pray I would always surrender to the point of saying: Lord, my “yes” is on the table first–no matter what you ask me to do or where you ask me to go.

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