I stand on this road looking ahead. No matter how much I turn and look behind me, I can’t go back. Regrets, mistakes, things I wished I had done differently… I can see them but no matter how long I walk back, they are always out of reach.
I can’t change the past. So I’m standing in the present looking ahead to my future. I see the road, and the dark shrubbery along the sides. Even though I can see a long ways ahead, the future is not clear.
Age doesn’t bother me like when I turned 30 and that yeah I felt old. Now it’s more a feeling about time.
I’m surprised by how much time in my life has gone. It seems sudden sometimes. There’s baggage and issues I have to resolve. Things that should have been done years ago.
Now the feeling is a feeling of time left.
“he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake.”
Psalms 23:3 NIV
My paths have not been straight. Things haven’t always been black and white. I have found lots of grey areas in life.
It’s a journey that we have no choice in but take.
With pandemics, social and economic unrests, government mandates, firing people who don’t do what big brother says… the world has changed. The path is less clear.