Yesterday got away from me so fast, I must have been spinning in place, not getting anywhere. In fact, if I look behind, I can see a hole in the road where I not-so-lightly pirouetted.
Perhaps you missed me. And perhaps you are so pushed to keep up with everything in your life, you didn’t notice. That’s okay. I understand.
The world is a-whirl, there’s no doubting that, and there’s an upside and a downside to being an elder: the upside is that I’ve seen these sorts of chaotic times before and so know we’ll get through it; I’m not afraid. But the downside is that I’m not as young as I was the last time and my dancing legs less nimble.
That’s the point of journeying, isn’t it? We’ve gone this way before, we know the way, and yet everything has changed.
I’m reminded of one of my favorite lyrics by Michael Card, “There is a joy in the journey. There’s a light we can find on the way.” If you look at the photo again, you’ll see two dots of light in the midst of all that turmoil.
Every journey has its risks. And the time of Jesus was even more chaotic and dangerous.
So as you go through these weeks, as you keep your feet on the path or sometimes stray aside, remember what the angels said, over and over, “Be not afraid.”