Luke 14:27, “Whoever does not carry the cross and follow me cannot be my disciple.”
On the map it was a faint, unmarked line that appeared to end abruptly—nowhere. The road itself seemed just as narrow, a little more than a path. I couldn’t even think of the possibility of meeting an oncoming car. A thick forest and moonless night contributed more darkness to our route and only a narrow rock edge on the right separated us from a deep chasm.
Why this treacherous road in unfamiliar terrain on a dark, cold night? “Are you sure you still want to do this?” I asked my then middle school aged son, privately wondering what example towards obedience I’d be setting to encourage a no reply. “I promised,” he answered, “I can’t not show up. My group chose me to represent them.”
Of course his experience was wonderful. Not simple, not grandiose. Instead a realistic opportunity to learn survival skills, adaptation to environment, experience some hunger. But the end resulted in a sense of accomplishment—a feast—an assignment completed. In obedience.
Whenever my steps falter Lord, and I question turning back to look for another route, an easier path; please remind me that this is the way You traveled and You are awaiting my arrival. That if I am to reach You—this is the road. And You are protecting me on all sides. Keep me going forward.
Psalm of Worship: Psalm 23:6
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord my whole life long.