What If the Will of God Was a Place?

What if the will of God wasn’t just a plan—but a place?

Not just something we chase or try to figure out, but somewhere we live and abide. For me, that place would be filled with the sounds of animals grazing in open fields, the smell of fresh soil and rain, and the sight of vegetables and flowers growing side by side. It would be a place where people gather around long tables, laugh loudly, share food, and carry each other’s burdens. A place where work feels holy and rest feels deserved.

That’s what the will of God looks like to me—land that produces, community that restores, and people who thrive together. What would it look like for you? If the will of God was a place, where would you find yourself?

Maybe it’s a classroom full of kids, a kitchen table surrounded by family, a workshop where you build and create, or a quiet trail where you walk and pray.

Wherever it is, may you find peace, purpose, and joy right there—because the will of God isn’t always a destination. Sometimes, it’s the place He’s already planted you. 🌻