Sometimes I wonder if I'm headed in the right direction. Then light
shines through the trees and I know where I'm going might just lead me
somewhere I'm meant to go. That doesn't necessarily mean it's going to
be good or bad. I'm certain it will be interesting. Quite interesting.
I'll learn something.
Because isn't God teaching us. Cultivating us?
One lesson after another, until we learn it. We are often stubborn and
don't want to learn the lesson, but it keeps confronting us until one
day we finally give in, and learn that hard lesson. I think this goes to
an under discussed topic: God wants us to learn. Doesn't he? Isn't it
obvious from all these lessons? Are we not being prepared for heaven?
We're being shaped into righteous individuals, I believe.
The
trail goes left, the trail goes right past golden fields of wheat and
dark murky bogs all the while the moon and the stars shine down like
beacons and reminders of the beauty that surrounds us. We walk steadily
through our daily lives, and we are confronted with situations that
baffle us. I think we aught to thank God for our struggle.
The
next time you find yourself with a problem, thank God for it. Because it
will teach you something that will bring you closer to heaven.