In Between

It is a season of mostly being here at the farm, but still there are those moments when a longing for getting away beckons with more than a little noise.  In the midst of such a time I decided to take a trip by reading for a second time a book entitled, "Grandma Gatewood's Walk," which is the story of a Grandma who in the mid '50's struck out alone to walk the Appalachian Trail from one end to the other.  She was a real trailblazer in many ways!    

Of course, there are other books which point us to different journeys.  So much of the reading done in these days has to do with the inner journey to wherever it is that God is leading in the present moment of life.  Spiritual journeys can be arduous as a trail that climbs upward and as a frightening as a mountain thunderstorm.  They tend to end up re-shaping our inner being which is for most of us an uncomfortable thing to experience.    

The journey we walk in faith is much about what is set forth in those Words from Hebrews which lead us to consider what is meant by the "conviction of things not seen...what is seen was made from things that are not visible."  (Hebrews 11:1, 3)  In such a world we journey as those who have heard and said "yes" to the call of Christ.  It is a journey that has a beginning and takes us to the eternal home, but is really not so much about beginning and ending as it is what is in between.