We choose our path…


Today was just glorious, dark blue cerulean sky, clear and cloudless, a warm sun beaming down. So beautiful watching the day wake up and come alive in birdsongs and sunshine. God and Mother Nature conspired to make a perfect day. It’s too cool for much porch pondering but I sat in the lady den and watched out the windows while the squirrels, cardinals, goldfinches and chickadees enjoyed the sunflower seeds. Came across a quote today that I love. “Let the clouds be your pillow and the sky be your blanket,” Anonymous. I’d love to lay my head down on a bleached white fluffy sun kissed cloud and cover up under a wondrous blue sky blanket or maybe ride out a thunderstorm snuggled under the purplish dark blue blanket of a spring storm sky.

As I watched the evening sky, the day sighed softly and twilight crept across the landscape. “Softly the evening came into the sunset,” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Mother Nature had no clouds to paint so she stroked her watercolors across the horizon in a pink champagne glow. The sun, dressed in her golden rays, walked down the horizon on the arm of Father Sky and when the couple stepped on the edge of the pageant stage, a watermelon fire blazed across the skyline. As the sun went down, the watermelon blaze paled into the twilight and silhouetted the landscape.

The moon, so handsome in his luminous self and 70 percent dressed for the night’s pageant of darkness, has awakened early and placed himself on the high stage of the twilight’s sky. Father Sky kissed the sun goodnight and threw a handful of twinkling stars up in the heavens to light the black velvet sky. Another day has gone to bed and another night has awakened. I love the colors and shadows of twilight. Love this description of the day’s ending. “Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star,” Lucy Maud Montgomery.

I’m thinking of all the blessings of nature we see each day and take for granted. You know I’ll say all the beautiful little songbirds, the miniature wildflowers, the butterflies and the bumblebees. God has given us glorious sunrises and wondrous sunsets. He’s colored our world with all these blessings and has given us free will to chart the path of our lives.

We choose our path and travel in many directions throughout our lives. Sometimes we stumble along till we realize we made the wrong turn. It’s then we need to backtrack to God and pray for his help in finding our way through the darkness. Sometimes God will place a boulder in our way or churn a storm to push us in the right direction. We pray for his guidance and when we don’t get the answers we want, we forge ahead only to realize our mistake when the road is full of obstacles.

God’s path is always the correct direction. God can see things on our path that we can’t see. He protects our walk like a mother protects her child. We have to put our trust in God and let him lead us down the path of righteousness. It’s hard to follow God’s path when we use our own map and take detours from our faith. God’s grace will show us his way and lead us to the kingdom of heaven. Let God navigate your life with love and grace. We open our hearts to God’s love and our faith will bring us home.

“Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths,” — Proverbs 3:5-6.


4 responses to “We choose our path…”

  1. So beautifully written, Lane.
    Today you have me contemplating one of my favorite quotes from Walden by Thoreau: “Let us spend one day as deliberately as Nature, and not be thrown off the track by every nutshell and mosquito’s wing that falls on the rails. Let us rise early and fast, or break fast, gently and without perturbation; let company come and company go, let the bells ring and the children cry, — determined to make a day of it.”
    I love his use of the metaphor of the railroad as a way to describe how life runs on a set of spiritual “rails” if we are able to avoid distractions and ground ourselves in His truth.
    ~K

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