I’m not even going to apologize for all the references I make to George MacDonald.
Before I was considering Moody as a school, I found a poem about “Obedience” by him. It challenged me so much. Little did I know that God would indeed bring me to a city…and now I keep coming back to this poem. I did not make the choice he did, nor for his reasons, but I am motivated to look beyond what is eye-level in this city to discern what God is doing, and where I can join.
(The girl in these pictures is one of the first friends I made in the city. She is a statue simply called “Fountain Girl” and I visited her often my first year in Chicago. The day I took these pictures, someone had filled her water bowl with dandelions.)
I said, “Let me walk in the fields,”
He said, “No, walk in the town,”
I said, “There are no flowers there,”
He said, “No flowers, but a crown.”