A Long Road

Greetings Dear Reader,

I spend more time than I ever have pondering the results of some poor and some excellent choices I have made in my life. A mandolin rain constantly falls in certain areas of my memory. It is one of those summer storms that come on harsh and leave you with thick humidity after they go. They pop up unexpectedly without regard to current events. The times are inconvenient but the storms are irrefutable. Much of the time I weather the storm well enough but it is the humidity afterward that saps my energy, strength, and hope. And so it goes that the road ahead holds many of these storms whether I want them or not.

Fortunately some days are diamonds. There are moments, sometimes whole days where I see that all that has passed, whether I did right or wrong, serves a purpose. I regret the wrong and would change it if I could but not if it changed the ways in which good things came from it. Still, with a full knowledge of my own failures, I know that there are places where I make a positive difference.

The struggle is the humid void left by the storms of loneliness and abandonment. My first response is to look outward to others and then inward to my own needs. The answer is to look up. The answer is to keep looking up. The sky is lovely after those storms. I must look up to see the glory and beauty created by what has passed. Each time I remember to find Christ is in the storm and its aftermath I am glad I did. Even the pain of what can seem to be wasted time is actually invested in learning how to anticipate what lies further up the long road home.

There is joy in the journey even when walking on one that is humid, dusty, and lonely. I hope you find yours.

Wishing you joy in the journey,

Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every scribe who has become a disciple of the kingdom of heaven is like a home owner. He brings new and old things out of his treasure store."