Thunderstorms are powerful, magnificent. They bring energy, inspiring fascination in some, and fear in many. But ultimately, they signify change.
Every day I am faced with questions with no answers, plans I can't make, and the uncertainty of what tomorrow brings. So much of life is spent building something, trying to accomplish something, going somewhere... what happens when what you sacrificed for is over? When you read the last page of that particular book? When the song starts to fade, and when the credits roll? What do you do? This is another question to which I have no real answer, but this is what I feel is the path our Father set us on, not a 'straight and narrow' path like the popular analogy, but one filled with hills and valleys, peaks and drop-offs, and endless doors.
A few years ago, I had the chance to ride the famous 'slick rock' trail in Moab. It was crazy! I had no idea (not really being an avid biker) that my tires would adhere to a rock at such a steep angle. That I didn't have to get off and walk, but I could stay on my bike throughout all the ups and downs. It was difficult, but the path was clear. And I knew many others had successfully ridden before me.
This is what I figured out. When the door closes, open another one. Take a moment to relish in your successful completion of one leg of the path. Stay on your bike. Trust those who have traveled before you, nature (or God) will adhere you to the path. Don't quit. Create something new for yourself, bless the lives of those around you. Life your life. Don't let what you have to give be limited to your comfort zone, go out to the unknown, face that hill, bless new lives. Even when you don't know why, when it's painful, when there seems no reasons... find a reason. Embrace change as what it is, God's gift to you... a proverbial shove through a new, wondrous door.
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