We came to a fork in our path and the signpost directed us left—obviously a mistake because it led to a dead end.
I long wanted to explore the Celery Farm in Allendale but, somehow, never got there. This was the day, one of the uncommonly warm winter days we’ve been enjoying in New Jersey. It was a longer trek than I anticipated (and definitely muddier) so I was ready to reach the car, which made the appearance of this dead end rather disappointing.
We went back to the fork and proceeded down the other path, which really made more sense because it was wider and brighter. But—surprise, surprise—it was another dead end, clearly indicated by the chain across a residential road. Hmm.
Once more, we returned to the fork and back down the path we first tried. Pressing past the “obvious” end of the trail, we discovered it didn’t end—it simply narrowed and turned. If we had turned back and not pressed on, we would have missed this:
It made me wonder, How many assumed dead ends would have led me to fresh discovery, if I had only pressed on?
Over the next several weeks we will look at various Easter travelers. Many of them faced apparent dead ends that seemed to indicate their hopes had been misplaced. In reality, the travelers were brought to a new, wide-open path that led them into the presence of God.
God’s paths always lead us to Him—the day by day paths He’s prepared for us, and the blood-bought path we follow into His eternal presence.
Don’t turn back. Press on.
You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. Psalm 16:11