It began just as a light fog - things weren't as clear as they had been, but the fog thickened. I could feel it closing in around me, but still the path at my feet and just ahead was visible. Then it started to rain - a cold, drenching rain - causing me to huddle inside, making my way slippery and slow. And then I saw the night approaching. Here I sit, in the middle of a foggy, rainy, night with no stars since clouds are low and thick. I dare not move. Every now and then I get a glimpse of light, but it does not light the path or show me what surrounds. It is too quick, too brief. Will it always be night? How long must I stay in this desert? It seems like it has already been a long time, though I know I can count it in mere months. I would say I am lost, for that is what it feels like, but lost doesn't seem quite right. There are things I know, and it is to these that I must cling. For even when I can see nothing around me, even when I cannot see any light or any path, I know that He has not abandoned me. I know where I want to be, even if I don't know the way. What did Frodo say? "I will take the Ring to Mordor. Though-- I do not know the
way." I cannot be completely lost, for I know my goal is Heaven, to be with God for all eternity - even if at the moment "I do not know the way."
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