Sometimes my view of the world seems to be much like the way it was reflected in an old camera. Some of you can remember having to try and frame a photo while looking down at a view that was totally reversed from the scene you wanted. Like trying to cut your own hair in a mirror left became right, up became down. It all could get very confusing and frustrating trying to get your view to match your vision.
So it is with our view of life. We lose focus of the view we want and settle for what is reflected. We can see the gate and the path we need to follow. Sometimes we have to go right when it seems we should go left. Yet right is always right.
“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14 But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” Matthew 7:14-14
The path is narrow and it is seldom straight. ††† en theos ††† jimwork
Many rivers to cross, many bridges to build (& not burn), many steps to take. Why does it sometimes all just feel so hard. Finding our way even when the path is laid out for you can be long and tiring.
“Wise people walk the road that leads upward to life, not the road that leads downward to death.” Proverbs 15:24
Finding the path may not always be easy on your journey†nada te turbe†jim
I have longed for and tried many times before to send myself on a vision quest. I never knew what I expected, and tried way too hard to force the quest. I was always trying to be in control. To put the vision into my head that I felt was needed or wanted at the time. It has always failed. I long ago have moved past the puberty stage and should have settled into a direction long ago. I have always been on a journey, but never one that I was felt was my true calling. I have wandered without a compass for too long.
Last week amongst the wild and the birds at Bosque Del Apache, things just fell into a sharp and defined heading for me. I feel that I have a true vision quest to follow, and it all came from a bunch of birds, go figure.
You must have vision on your journey††nada te turbe††jim
It had been as close to a perfect day as I could have. We had seen nature show us life, death and a lot of what goes on in between. Susan and I were provided with a day as full as were our hearts.
We had sat and watched birds at a small spring. At first shy from our presence, then in our (His?) stillness they slowly returned to present us their colorful creation. I was feeling good, old worries of my strayed path, life on that wide road had dimmed.
Then, we came upon this little game trail, it was to me a narrow path and I was not on it. Nor would I follow it, just now.
And I came to a profound peace, that our gauge of narrow changes as does our journey and life. What is narrow for some is wide for others.
You have to travel on your path, sometimes the Interstate, other times a Blue road. Then finally, narrow becomes just wide enough for you.
Enjoy the path you are on ! † nada te turbe†††jim