The rugged pathways...

I heard this song on the radio for the first time today and thought I would post it here.

I am thankful today for people stepping out from the fog.  For new friendships and opportunities that step into life unexpectedly.  They are welcome surprises. 

Life can be hard, but it has its blessings, too.  And as I look at all the changes that have happened here in the past few weeks, the past few months, I am grateful.  And as I know others who are in the opening days of their new struggle, I am reminded of the verse in 2nd Corinthians that says we are comforted so we in turn can go and comfort others.  If we didn't walk that dark road, if we didn't learn and grow and receive from God in the midst of it, we would be unable to relate, unable to give what we have gained by going through it. 

There was a time several years ago where I asked God for a quick fix, but I am seeing now that walking the road has allowed me to gain so very much more.

I can't say I have the answers.  I can't say I'm ready to run heedlessly up ahead into whatever may be waiting.  No, I can't rush the process or what any of us are facing.  It's one day at a time.  That day's struggles.  That day's blessings.  That day of whatever we see as the fog is lifting.  And to those for whom the fog has suddenly dropped, the opportunity to perhaps be a hand to remind them they're not alone, a reminder that eventually they will begin to see their way through it.  That sometimes, at the beginning, all you can do is simply hold on... and when you feel your grip weakening, you can let someone else reach out and take hold of you.