Like I said, I’m doing Beth Moore’s The Quest Bible Study. I’ve been working through a great deal of muck on this journey, which usually happens when you go down these trails. I recently found the most beautiful walking trail around a small lake. This has to be one of the most relaxing hikes, and is now my favorite place. Those of you who hike know all about the cost-benefit of going out in the woods. The view can be wonderful one minute, full of spiders and mud the next. About halfway through the walk, I usually think it might be better to move just a little faster and not dilly-dally so much. You don’t want to be out in the middle of nowhere when it gets dark. You also start thinking about whether you’ve picked up a hitchhiking tick, or whether there are crazy people on this path who might attack you. But then, you see a beautiful bird, or a gentle wind picks up, rustling the trees and reminding you that it’s all ok…
I’m on this path to get myself through depression, an empty nest, and all this garbage I’m carrying around. Walking helps me quiet those negative thoughts. Blogging helps me put my emotions in the right boxes. The only part of this journey is that I don’t know what’s at the end. Which is why this walk was so on point as a representation of my journey. When I got to the end of the trail, I found a wonderful place to sit, rest, and pray. As I walked back to my car, I realized the path hadn’t ended. I can go back again, and find even more new insights into myself, and what God has planned for me.
I think Robert Frost got it wrong. Either path is a good one. Just being out on that path makes all the difference…
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