Hi everyone, David here.
God’s imagery of going before us lets us know that he means for us to go on a journey. Most of us are aware that the Christian life requires a pilgrimage of some sort. We know we are on a journey home. What we have sometimes not given much thought to is what kind of journey we are taking. We often stand at the crossroads trying to figure out which way to go.
Standing at the crossroads
Trying to read the signs
To tell me which way I should go
To find the answer
And all the time I know
Plant your love and let it grow
Not realising it is a journey of the heart that is called for, we make a crucial mistake. We come to a place in our spiritual life where we hear God calling us. We know he is calling us to give up what we cling to, that which has become so much a part of our identity, embrace our inner soul, and trust in his goodness.
I’ll go ahead of you, clearing and paving the road. I’ll break down bronze city gates, smash padlocks, kick down barred entrances. I’ll lead you to buried treasures, secret caches of valuables – I, God, the God of Israel, who calls you by your name.
As we stand at the crossroads of God’s calling, we look down two roads that appear to travel in very different directions. The first road quickly takes a turn and disappears from our view. We cannot see clearly where it leads, but there are ominous clouds in the distance. Standing still long enough to look down this road makes us aware of an anxiety inside, an anxiety that threatens to crystallize into unhealed pain and forgotten disappointment.
We check our bearings and find no up-to-date road map but only the torn and smudged parchment containing the scribbled anecdotes and travelers’ warnings by a few who have traveled the way of the heart before us. They encourage us to follow them, but their rambling journals give no real answers to our queries on how to navigate the road we have decided to take. There is good news when we find ourselves here. Every road we travel we travel with God.
May you this week come to know that the road you have chosen has many crossroads. In your quest behind your question may you know that God goes with you down any road as all roads lead to God and your destination. May you let God plant his love and may it grow.
Grace and peace.
The Road Less Travelled
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
– Robert Frost