“Ever wonder where you’d end up if you took your dog for a walk and never once pulled back on the leash?” ~Robert Brault
My family went to the mountains for a couple of days this weekend. The weather was a glorious 20 degrees cooler than at home, and the sounds of crickets and tree frogs lulling me to sleep was just the peaceful respite this soul needed.
On Friday morning, we decided to take a short hike up to a rock face that overlooked the lovely mountain town of Highlands, NC down below. We started off with the end in mind. We weren’t 100ft into the 3/4 mile hike when my 2 year old stopped to pick up a “cool rock.” To me it looked like a piece of gravel, because it was, but to him, it was something valuable. Another 100 ft and we were stopping again…this time for a curled up dead leaf…wildly valuable goods indeed. Our pace continued like this…starting, stopping, starting, stopping. I could feel the tensions rising from both my husband and myself as we exchanged glances that said, “This is going to take FOREVER!”
We tried picking up the pace, we tried making up games to get our kids to “race” up the trail, we even tried pointing out things that would seem more interesting farther ahead of us to create a sense of rush. Nothing worked. So, we started and stopped and started and stopped.
About halfway up the trail, the thought occurred to me that I’m awfully glad God isn’t so impatient with me as we walk along this road of life. He lets me stop and mill around…smelling the proverbial roses, if you will, along the way. He lets me pick up a nugget here and there, and if I find value in it, he lets me keep it. He doesn’t rush, or push, or try to trick me into going at a pace that makes me lose sight of all that’s around me. He stays in step, encourages me that there’s so much more ahead, but then allows me to make the pace. He knows what amazing things are in store, but he’s not going to try to force me to want it either.
Somewhere in our walk, I felt my throat loosen and the tension ease. I held out my hands to collect the treasures my kids found along the way…rocks, and ferns, feathers and flowers, and even a snail shell. And when we reached the top, we had more to enjoy than just the view…we had the collection that had been made from the things we gathered along the way, the items that told the story of where we’d been on the way to the top.
And suddenly, I realized that the journey was just as important as the destination….that the journey holds so many gifts for us too.
You make known to me the path of life;
in your presence there is fullness of joy;
at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.
~ Psalm 16:11
Lead me in the path of your commandments,
for I delight in it.
Incline my heart to your testimonies,
and not to selfish gain!
Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things;
and give me life in your ways.
~ Psalm 119:35–37
And I will lead the blind
in a way that they do not know,
in paths that they have not known
I will guide them.
I will turn the darkness before them into light,
the rough places into level ground.
These are the things I do,
and I do not forsake them.
~ Isaiah 42:16
We too often forget that I think….that the journey sometimes holds as much wealth for us to collect along the way. That the destination in itself is only part of the gift. We want to rush and get to the end. We want a fast-food life…where we get what we want, how we want it, and immediate delivery too. But that’s not really what we want is it? I mean, a meal from a lovely restaurant where we wait and delight in the passing of time will almost always surpass the stuff in a paper bag from a drive-thru…in both flavor and experience.
That’s the life that I want. The one with the amazing view from the top, coupled with the treasures from the journey.
And sometimes we even have to be reminded of our own inspirations…
that “This life is our only dessert….too brief, too sweet, and too delectable to hurry through.”
– Ann Voskamp
Anonymous says
July 30, 2012 at 7:07 amLove, love, love this thought, Logan:
“the journey sometimes holds as much wealth for us to collect along the
way. That the destination in itself is only part of the gift. We want
to rush and get to the end. We want a fast-food life…where we get what
we want, how we want it, and immediate delivery too. But that’s not really what we want is it?”
You’re dead on! The journey is where we grow, become refined and mature. The journey may be tough at times, but soaking it in makes the destination sweeter.
Looking forward to seeing you at Allume!
Logan Wolfram says
July 30, 2012 at 9:09 amI so wish I was better at letting go of the knot in my throat when things aren’t getting to the destination as fast as I think I want….that it was easier to wander around on the way and take in the surroundings of the whole thing!
I look forward to seeing you too my curly headed, straight headed friend! 🙂
Anonymous says
July 30, 2012 at 11:38 amI’m right there with you!! There are times I intentionally have to look around and say “What am I supposed to be learning here?” Crazy, but true!
I’m curly today. Maybe straight tomorrow!!
Can’t wait to see you:))
Mary Bonner says
July 30, 2012 at 8:07 amWOW! Just WOW! This is just great. So TRUE. I can’t tell you how many times I have read Psalm 16:11 “You make known to me the path of life…” Yet this post puts it in a whole new light.
Logan, this is an incredible piece of writing. Thank you so much for sharing it. I hope I get to meet you at Allume.
Hugs~
Mary
http://memyselfandmercy.blogspot.com/
Logan Wolfram says
July 30, 2012 at 9:07 amThanks Mary! We will meet at Allume indeed! Run up and hug my neck….I will look forward to it!
Kim Hall says
July 30, 2012 at 1:43 pmOh, I wish I had had this wisdom when we hiked with our little girls. I could feel that old impatience rising as I read your post. Psalm 16:11 is just a lovely antidote to that tension. Perhaps if we have grandchildren in the future I will cling to those verses as a reminder of what is so very important.
Logan Wolfram says
July 30, 2012 at 7:03 pmThanks Kim for sharing! And from what my parents tell me…grandparenting is apparently easier to remember those things because they’re the things when you look back that you realize you’d appreciated most! 🙂
Christine Clinton says
July 30, 2012 at 3:27 pmThank you. A great analogy and so beautifully put. Aren’t we God’s “kids” after all. I am new to Allume and extremely thankful to God for it, and you all. Have you seen what I have noticed in my short time with you all. God can work within a believing “body of Christ” when we have a heart of love to give and help one another live for and glorify God just that much bigger each day. I have a brand new blog – minimal traffic as yet, as I am figuring out how to get Affiliates on there, SEO – stuff like that! But God is teaching me the principle that “seeking” is the key…NOT the amount of time it takes. The temptation is to get impatient, frustrated…that it’s not going as fast, or as idyllic as I pictured it. Your sharing has just established what God has been working on my heart for me to believe and receive – it’s not WHEN exactly you get there – but THAT and HOW (in love, in peace…in the fruit of the spirit) you get there. I get sad when I see SO many Christians struggling. It is because they lose their patience along the walk (and worldly thinking creeps in again). I am sure that when you “relaxed” you were able to see so much more beauty in your walk and sweet fellowship with your family. You have helped me solidify in my heart the style of walk God wants me to have with Him as I, with patience “press towards the mark”. God Bless. Hope to meet you at my first Allume 🙂
Logan Wolfram says
July 30, 2012 at 7:02 pmThanks Christine for you kind words on both the post and the Allume community! Indeed it is the goal of Allume to encourage one another for the greater glorification of God and the body as a whole. Welcome also to blogging!