Written July 7, 2020. Edited January 4, 2021.
The year is 2020 and the COVID pandemic has reportedly claimed the lives of over 1.68 million people worldwide. Believe it or not, it’s been the least of my worries.
The past few years have been trial-some, but this one is doing a number on me. If anything, this year has me on a completely different path than what I had planned for myself. The scenery has actually changed so much that I almost feel lost. Nothing looks quite like it once did and it’s a little unnerving.
Just when I started to understand who I was and the path I was taking, God revealed new ways to chisel more character into me.
The thing is I normally don’t mind surprises. I’ve learned to improvise in the past and still reach the goals I had for myself. What concerns me is that the trail is becoming more strenuous than I thought it would be. Where do you go and what do you do when you start to question reality itself? When you find out what you know hasn’t even been tested?
Is there really any good that can come from a change in terrain?
If you’ve been hiking before you’ve noticed the park map label each trail’s difficulty level. If you’ve taken every level you’ll see that the hikes with the highest difficulty ratings are the most exciting to take but sometimes most dangerous.
Maybe the trail ahead of me will have some lookout points.
Maybe the environment will become more familiar to me and I won’t be as scared to move on.
Maybe one day I’ll be able to help someone who has felt lost in these same areas and remind them it will be worth it – to keep going – that there will be rest stops along the way.
It’s certainly possible.
I’ve accepted the trail I’m on won’t be easy or as comfortable as I anticipated, but I’m hoping for some breath-taking views along the way.
And though I’m aware we might not all be on the same journey together, I’m looking forward to seeing those I love at the destination.