I’m back today with more lessons I’ve learned from road trips I’ve taken! 🙂 To check out my last “Road Trippin'” post, click HERE.
So on this road trip, I came across some pretty neat architecture, including my first time going over a drawbridge. It was up when we got to it, so we had to wait. I had no knowledge of how long it was going to take before we could connect with the other side and continue our journey. I didn’t even know what was on the other side. But I was overjoyed in the wait. It was a new experience for me, and it made me wonder as I was sitting there, waiting for the green light to announce it was safe to proceed, how often we have delays in our spiritual journey that seem inconvenient to us, how often we hate the waiting. What amazed me in that moment was the contrast that I didn’t care how long I had to wait. I knew this bridge was meant to be; it was impossible to get where I was going unless I crossed it–no matter how long it took, I knew it had a purpose. I didn’t even know what was on the other side–what the future held–but I was excited.
Often, I wish I could say the same about my spiritual life. I wish I could recognize when delays are necessary for my safety in my journey. I wish I could recognize when I’m at a stand-still that maybe, it’s so all obstacles can clear and my paths can be made straight. I want to be thankful for those moments when everything clicks and then suddenly things are moving all at once, when the traffic surrounding me gets loud and overwhelming. I want to be faithful in continuing to the other side, no matter what lies ahead. I want to keep marching on, for the joy set before me, through all the haze and fog and pollutants trying to cloud my vision, until I reach the other side.