Signs went up last week. Road closed for a quarter mile
either side of us, for four days. Then a gale blew up, and the workers stood
down, and nothing happened. Yesterday, no signs up but a truck blocking the
road in one direction, no driver to be seen. A worker sat in the cab of his
truck in the other direction, on his phone. Someone crucial to the plans didn’t
show up. So for at least half a day, he sat on his phone, waiting.
Road blocked again today but no sign of anyone working.
I’ve been considering pilgrimage recently. Jesus invites us
to follow him. Sometimes we anticipate a detour up ahead, but in fact, we can
slide on through whatever the terrain. Sometimes the road is blocked
unnecessarily, we think, feeling frustrated as we twiddle our thumbs or scroll
our devices.
A person plans their route but the Lord determines their
steps. A day up to my eyes in US taxes
and I can see light at the end of this particular tunnel, green trees rising on
the edge of the wilderness. Yesterday’s plans coincided with the Lord’s.
I wonder how today will go? The joy of pilgrimage is found,
I think, in the flexibility that hopefully comes as I trust more in the Lord
and less in the route I have planned for myself.
Have a great Tuesday!
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