The boy who rode on slightly before him sat a horse not only as if he'd been born to it which he was but as if were he begot by malice or mischance into some queer land where horses never were he would have found them anyway. Would have known that there was something missing for the world to be right or he right in it and would have set forth to wander wherever it was needed for as long as it took until he came upon one and he would have known that that was what he sought and it would have been. - All the Pretty HorsesI read this earlier. I read this passage about five times before I read any more of the story. There is something in it that struck me thoughtful about longing. What does the yearning soul seek?
Oh Lord of wonders, of triumph, of power to calm the storm, without You there is no peace. May every wandering soul seeking You find the truth, that You are the way to everlasting life, and the only One who brings satisfaction to the soul of the lost.
When I think of the wandering soul and the Bible I find myself thinking of Joshua. How Joshua had been with Moses and the Israelites since they left Egypt; he wandered the entire wilderness year after year searching and seeking after the Promised Land. Then when the Israelites found Canaan filled with giants, only Joshua and Caleb spoke up that the land was theirs for the taking. Joshua wandered, but in his wandering Joshua pursued the Lord, and believed that the Lord would bring about His promise to His people. He saw the God of Wonders, Triumph, and Power in the midst of the people, found his soul satisfied in the Lord and His promise, never looked back and pressed on with courage and strength.
Joshua 3:5
And Joshua said to the people,
"Sanctify yourselves, for tomorrow
the LORD will do wonders
among you."
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