Right Path or wrong path, God is on that path

​I think about the paths I've taken in my life. If you think about paths as long as I have, you can quickly begin to focus on what you perceive as the wrong paths.

The "if only I'd done this or if I hadn't done that" paths....

With age and wisdom, though - and faith - I can look back and see that no matter what path I was on, God was walking beside me.

We need to know that. We NEED to have that wisdom.

Otherwise, we'll begin to believe our God loves us for the paths we choose and not out of his desire to choose us no matter what path we're on.

And we'll begin to believe our love for God is expressed by our path and not by our gratitude that God isn't condemning our paths nearly as much as we are.

I look back on some of the most wrong paths I've chosen - in my mind at least - and I see the beauty that has come from those paths. Was that because God showed up years later to make something of the wreckage, or because God was with me on that wrecked path the entire way?

I also wonder, is it possible God saw beauty along the way of that path even when I could see no one or no thing at all?

I've come to believe God isn't about path in life, he's about direction. He's about us coming to know all paths point to him when we take his hand on the path we're on.

That's hard to believe when you believe you're on the wrong path.

I encourage you today to ditch the debate you're having with yourself about wrong path or right path. I encourage you to quit beating yourself up about where you are because you're certain of where you could have been or should have been.

I encourage you to quit leaning on location and start embracing direction. That starts with knowing no matter where you are, the one who wants to lovingly direct you is right beside you.

Hand out.

Whispering.

Follow me...

It's the truth. No matter what path you're on.

Right or wrong.