Which Path?

I Stumbled Upon a blog the other day that had some really beautiful pictures. They are all pictures of different paths. I'll share a few here, but to enjoy all of them in their original context, click HERE.

I can picture myself in every single photo... in most of them I like to daydream that I am riding my beloved Delight with no saddle on a loose rein.


Don't you just want to walk along and drag your fingertips across the tops of these flowers?


Some of the paths are scary, even while they are still beautiful. I don't think I would ever choose this one. To me it looks like it could be Depression, Death or Loss. I have traveled this path before, and while I am still on this earth I will probably travel it again.


But, I know that I know that I know that no matter how alone I feel, there is Someone traveling alongside me. It sounds trite I realize. But I have walked this path and I wasn't alone.

One time a few years ago while I was battling the physical and emotional ravages of Clinical Depression I had a dream. In my dream was walking along a path along the edge of a vast orange canyon. I could see across the canyon a beautiful shining city. Somehow I knew it was where God was. Looking over the edge, I couldn't see the bottom. The whole canyon was filled with a black cloud. I knew that Hell could be found below the acrid mist.

I was so tired and so discouraged. My limbs felt heavy and I began to weep. I knew that the only way across to where God was would be to climb over the edge and walk through Hell to get there. I knew I didn't have the strength and all hope was lost.

I sat down heavily near the rim, crosslegged, my head in my hands.

"I give up Lord. I can't do it."

"I am done."

And I meant it.

Suddenly Jesus was beside me. I expected him to... I don't know what I expected Him to do, but what He did wasn't it. He just sat down next to me. He didn't say a word, He just sat there. Somehow I knew that he would sit there alongside me for as long as it took, even for eternity.

The next day (in my waking life) I came across a verse that says basically, "If I make my bed in the depths You [God] are there. " (citation needed)

It was a life changing verse. It whispered to my heart; "Char even though you choose to stop and sit down, and even when you choose to make your bed in the depths of Hell, Jesus will be with you."

Yeah, I know that most of the time we get to choose the path we walk on. But for the times we don't, I know there is Someone who will walk with us at our own pace - even if that means sitting down.