By Jennifer McPherson

A while ago, I had a dream.

I was in a house, excitedly telling someone that the Lord had asked me to go on a ride with Him. I was ready — eager even — to leave everything behind and take that ride with Him in my car.

The person replied, “You can’t drive there. It will take too long.”

But I answered confidently, “No, He told me it will only take seven hours.”

I’ll spare you the suspense — I never took that ride with Him.
Instead, I got busy.
Busy doing. Busy being. Busy trying to accomplish.

And the result was nothing short of disaster.

The Ride I Never Took

The Lord has since shown me that my life, for many, will serve as a cautionary tale — not one marked by shame, but by revelation.

If the Lord invites you on a solitary journey, it’s because there are things in you that He longs to remove — not to punish, but to prepare. The wilderness isn’t a place of abandonment; it’s the place where He forges purity, dependence, and strength.

You always come out of that ride with power.

Often, we get so excited about the word of the Lord over our lives that we assume the word itself is enough to prepare us to carry it. But before we can bear His name with great honor, He must first deal with the things in us that could distort it.

When I Chose Busy Over Becoming

After that moment, I threw myself into everything — ministry, relationships, business — thinking I could build my way into destiny.
But nearly all of it crumbled.

Looking back, I can see that many of the battles I faced were the very ones He wanted to heal during that ride. He wanted to deal with my heart before He entrusted me with His house.

Lately, I’ve found myself wondering:
What would my life look like now if I had taken that ride with Him?

If I had let Him love me without an agenda — disappeared for a while and simply been with Him?

Instead, I spent so much time trying to look together when my heart was breaking. Trying to appear strong when, privately, getting through each day felt like survival.

An Invitation to Come Away

But this is why I’m writing — because I believe I’m not alone.
There are others who hear that same gentle call — the voice of the Lover of your soul whispering, “Come away with Me.”

This call is vital. Without it, we carry wounds that quietly sabotage the next season. So today, I urge you: answer that call.

Find a place of hiding in Him. Let His love tend to the deepest parts of your heart.

If you, like me, have taken many hits — if you’re tired of fighting to stay afloat — run to Him. There is a place where you can rest without fear, where your soul can exhale again.

Hop in the car and take that ride.
Tell Him how you feel.
Let Him tell you how He feels.

Share your dreams — and let Him give you new ones.

Leave the noise behind.
Even if only for a while.

— Jenn

Scripture to Reflect On

“Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.” — Song of Songs 8:14

“He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul.” — Psalm 23:2–3

“And Jesus withdrew to lonely places and prayed.” — Luke 5:16