When will I arrive?
I’ve asked myself this question so many times. I thought when we moved to Minnesota we would finally “arrive”—but we didn’t. Then I thought maybe it would come when we bought a house and felt settled. But we bought the house, and the unsettled feeling lingered. I thought perhaps it was just a matter of getting organized, putting things in their place, creating order out of the chaos. Yet even then, the arrival never came.
Every time I get to where I think I’m going, the destination shifts. The goalpost moves. What I thought would bring peace doesn’t. And I’m left chasing again.
It feels like living in constant motion, always reaching, never resting. The striving leaves me weary, and worst of all, I realize I’m missing life while waiting to arrive at some elusive place called there.
But maybe “there” isn’t a place at all. Maybe “there” isn’t about a house, or a city, or an organized life. Maybe arriving is not a where but a who.
Jesus says, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light” (Matthew 11:28–30).
Maybe true arrival is found not in finally getting the house perfect, or the career established, or the kids on the right schedule. True arrival is found when I come to Jesus. When I rest in Him.
The challenge, though, is not just arriving at Jesus—it’s staying. It’s learning to linger long enough with Him that I stop chasing the world’s approval of my life. Scripture reminds me, “Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere” (Psalm 84:10). Yet I still find myself wandering, distracted, restless.
The world will always dangle another milestone, another achievement, another “there” just out of reach. But Jesus offers here. His presence, His rest, His peace. “You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in you” (Isaiah 26:3).
And maybe that’s the only place I’ll ever truly arrive. Not in a destination I can map, but in a Savior who says, “Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10).
A Prayer to Arrive
Lord, I confess that I’m often restless—always looking for the next thing, the next milestone, the next “there.” I confess I am striving so hard to create my heaven on earth instead of your heaven.
Help me to remember that true rest is not found in circumstances but in You. Teach me to come to You daily, to stay with You long enough to let Your peace sink deep into my heart. Free me from chasing the approval of the world, and help me to find joy in simply being with You. You are my arrival. Amen.
Katie's Corner 