My life is a journey, yes, many journeys all in one. Since the day of my birth I have walked in an earth suit who went by the name of "Buddy". Life is sweet, and I have been blessed to have stations in life where I met people who had awesome positive impact on me. There were friends who just by accepting me gave me a place in their lives. There was an Uncle whose stories moved drew me in, and at some point blew me away in a blast of fear, or laughter. Older folks in my life showed me the way by their actions, and their was were always good.
I have another journey that I travel from time to time, and it too is sweet. In that journey I walk back in time. I watch what these old hands did as they created an art project, or as they lifted me up in hand-stand push-ups. Somehow I focus on the fact that these 62 year old eyes are the same eyes that saw beauty in the snowy Winter scenes, Spring flowers, colors of Fall so bright and awesome, and the summer skies so deep at night as I peeked into the heavens filled with millions of stars. I pass by, in memory, the scars and bruises of my life, and see that the pain ended, and the healing always came. Christmas and Thanksgiving memories are very emotional ones to me now. I can visually see the love in the gifts that were so carefully chosen for me by my parents. I still have many of them. I can remember how hard it was for me to find the perfect gift for them, but my parents made me feel like they were all perfect.
A journey I travel daily, and one that I will gladly walk in from now on, is my journey with God. In that journey, there is a past. On those paths where I have walked with God, and sometimes without Him, the picture I always see is painted with His love and compassion.
Walking with God is never truly predictable, but it is always within His careful and patient design for me. What an awesome trip it is, holding tight to Him, and knowing that when I loosen my grip, He holds tighter. I notice the pain when I try to let go, and He squeezes tighter, but that pain is produced in His wonderful love. He really is a Father, my Father. His way with me clearly gives me security and hope. His plans for me are far more wonderful than I can imagine. I have seen some of those plans worked out and His promise that "all things work together for good..." is certainly true. On this awesome journey I see visions of great hope for the days ahead, and the eternity ahead. Having lived more days now than I have left, I look forward to what God has up ahead. I take that side path on a regular basis. It is a comfortable place to visit. It is peaceful, and full of hope.
There is a career journey, a family journey, a church journey, a health journey, and many more, but somehow it all connects. It is all one journey with many trails. For me it is a good trip, even with the bumps and potholes.
I don't know why I started this thread, but here it is. I could write all day on this idea, but you really would not be interested. What is your journey like?
I have another journey that I travel from time to time, and it too is sweet. In that journey I walk back in time. I watch what these old hands did as they created an art project, or as they lifted me up in hand-stand push-ups. Somehow I focus on the fact that these 62 year old eyes are the same eyes that saw beauty in the snowy Winter scenes, Spring flowers, colors of Fall so bright and awesome, and the summer skies so deep at night as I peeked into the heavens filled with millions of stars. I pass by, in memory, the scars and bruises of my life, and see that the pain ended, and the healing always came. Christmas and Thanksgiving memories are very emotional ones to me now. I can visually see the love in the gifts that were so carefully chosen for me by my parents. I still have many of them. I can remember how hard it was for me to find the perfect gift for them, but my parents made me feel like they were all perfect.
A journey I travel daily, and one that I will gladly walk in from now on, is my journey with God. In that journey, there is a past. On those paths where I have walked with God, and sometimes without Him, the picture I always see is painted with His love and compassion.
Walking with God is never truly predictable, but it is always within His careful and patient design for me. What an awesome trip it is, holding tight to Him, and knowing that when I loosen my grip, He holds tighter. I notice the pain when I try to let go, and He squeezes tighter, but that pain is produced in His wonderful love. He really is a Father, my Father. His way with me clearly gives me security and hope. His plans for me are far more wonderful than I can imagine. I have seen some of those plans worked out and His promise that "all things work together for good..." is certainly true. On this awesome journey I see visions of great hope for the days ahead, and the eternity ahead. Having lived more days now than I have left, I look forward to what God has up ahead. I take that side path on a regular basis. It is a comfortable place to visit. It is peaceful, and full of hope.
There is a career journey, a family journey, a church journey, a health journey, and many more, but somehow it all connects. It is all one journey with many trails. For me it is a good trip, even with the bumps and potholes.
I don't know why I started this thread, but here it is. I could write all day on this idea, but you really would not be interested. What is your journey like?
