I’ve often considered myself a wanderer…not in the literal sense where I’m always moving from place to place. At least not physically, although it would be nice if I had enough money to do that.
The places I go, whether it is to camp in the summer, or even going to work…are wanderings. J.R.R. Tolkein wrote the quote that is the title of this post (and the only bumper sticker currently on my car). Sometimes I just have a “feeling” where I’m supposed to go. I may not know the details, but the general direction is clear.
That is where I am in my life. I am at the crossroads where the comfortable…the known path is choice #1. I’ve often taken that road because it looked safer. The path was lit while the unknown, the path, the second choice, didn’t appear to be lit. I couldn’t see where it led.
But the second path seems to have been improved. There are lights along the path. I can see the general direction that it leads. It still looks scary, and I don’t know the exact location it ends up, but it looks…right.
This Wanderer is moving. I think that’s the choice that God has pointed me towards. I don’t think that path would be “improved” if it wasn’t. I don’t know what long term goals it holds, but I believe with all my heart that North is where I’m supposed to go. I often listen to a song by Caedmon’s Call called “Somewhere North.” It’s one of those songs where the harmony comes easily to me, and I feel His presence whenever I sing along with the song using that harmony. “Wow” is the only word that comes to mind right now when I feel that.
That’s all I have to say for now. I’ll post here for all three readers that I know that read this when I know more details on timing, but until then, take care.
