Years ago the Beatles brought out a song called "The Long and Winding Road". I know I date myself when I refer to the Beatles but good music never dies! A line of the song goes, "the long and winding road that leads me to your door." I feel at times that my life is on a long and winding road. I believe I know where it leads but sometimes I wonder as I wander. At times I may wander off the road and take the odd detour. I may also lose my way and become somewhat lost or misdirected. My journey of life kind of reminds me of John Bunyan's story "Pilgrim's Progress". Anyway, I digress.
Dear writer friends, what is your road like? Where is it leading you? Perhaps like mine you come to a hill on the road that looks insurmountable. The hill may also be made of gravel and has potholes all over it. The potholes fill with water when it rains and it becomes difficult to walk on. In spite of such perceived obstacles or drawbacks or things that may slow us down, we must keep on keeping on. Even the grief in our lives, our grief journey, our road paved with sadness and dips of despair, leads somewhere. I thought of this many times after hearing of the “miscarriages” experienced by my daughter and one of my daughters-in-law. Where does this part of the road lead? What is the purpose of this part of my life’s journey?
I live by the faith that devotes itself to the words of Jesus when He said, “I go to prepare a place for you.” That is good enough for me. The road ultimately leads to love we have never experienced before. It is the place where God lives! It is the place where my grandchildren who were never born live! Some day I will be there as well! Wow, what a road I’m on!