Where are you going?

Where your feet are trodding, it is dry and arid.

There is no water. There is no adventure.

Where are you headed?

Where your heart is committed, it is muck and mire.

There is no purity. There is no experience.

Where are you embarking?

Where your soul is invested, it is null and void.

There is no sanity. There is no encounter.

There is no release and no peace.

Come out from the marshlands and find hope.

But its swamps and marshes will not be healed; they will be given over to salt.

Ezekiel 47:11

And you shall be holy to Me, for I the Lord am holy, and have separated you from the peoples, that you should be Mine.

Leviticus 20:26

But you are a chosen generation, a Royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people, that you may proclaim the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light;

1 Peter 2:9