If I were to sum up this past week in a song it would be Painting Pictures of Egypt by Sara Groves.
One verse in particular is sticking out to me:
The past is so tangible
I know it by heart
Familiar things are never easy to discard
I was dying for some freedom
But now I hesitate to go
Caught between the promise and the things I know
Chorus (always powerful to me):
I've been painting pictures of Egypt, leaving out what it lacked
The future seems so hard and I want to go back
But the places that used to fit me cannot hold the things I've learned
Those roads were closed off to me while my back was turned...
It makes me think, if I'm not in Egypt and I'm not in the Promised Land, I must be in the desert.
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