I have a Pinterest board called beauty. The criteria for an image to make it onto that board is simple. Being a pretty picture isn’t enough. It has to stir something in me. I can’t explain it, but when I see something that fits, I just feel it.
That board is filled with photos of paths. It was completely unintentional. But they are there. Why?
There’s something beautiful about a path. It awakens something in my heart. That sense of wonder. Curiosity, I guess.
Why is it there?
Where does it lead?
Should I go that way?
There is adventure in a path. There is a journey. A destination. Paths to me symbolize that I’m on a journey, that today is just one piece in the bigger picture of a life. Sometimes the path is uphill and rocky. Other times, the grass is soft beneath my feet. Either way, I just have to be faithful to the path I’m called to walk.
Paths remind me that I don’t want to stay where I am. I want to press on, seeing the new. Living. Content with where I am today, but not losing sight of the vision.
You don’t always know exactly what’s at the end of a path. And that’s okay with me. Sometimes knowing you’re headed in the right direction is enough.
This post is linked to Five Minute Friday.
And yes, the photo in my post two days ago was also a path. Funny, huh!