The Path

Accomplished: discipline of mind, focus, peace. Finally! I pledged I was going to spend today outside, free of distractions, seeking God. I set out determinedly, only to find a huge gray cloud covering the sun. But undeterred, I stuck it out—and froze. Why did God let a gray cloud darken my day with Him? No idea. I think I'm supposed to give thanks anyway.

Now I have that tired feeling, cozy after a hot shower and a fire in the fireplace. Full of a new yummy chicken crock-pot dish my Mr. found on the internet. A little white wine and Monday Night Football. Hoping to catch a glimpse of a friend who kicks for the Buccaneers.

Crazy, actually. I knew this guy when he was a grade-schooler and I was a college student. Now he plays pro football. Who of us really knows the path our lives will take?

I came here hoping to get some clarity on my future. Some details of the plan. I haven't received the answers I was looking for. Nothing specific. What I did get were words in the dark.

Lying awake a few nights ago, worrying, which seems to be my specialty. "I will lead you in righteous paths. I will restore your soul. I will be with you." Right out of the dark, directly into my heart. 

Only later did I realize they were words from Psalm 23. I haven't looked at that passage for years. But definitely God talking, not my imagination.

So, not the plan I was hoping for. Nothing clear or concrete. But it should be enough—more than enough, in fact. And in my better moments, it is.