After having been stuck at home for three years due to the pandemic, the New Year saw my starting to venture out again. So over the past few weeks, I have been on various journeys. They have been physical journeys to Saigon and northern Thailand. Truth is they have proven to be much more, for they have taken me to much deeper places than physical destinations.
What I have seen in my journeys is how alive and active God is in my life. I know this, for there have been too mnay things hapening in my life, little things, that tell me God is working in my favour, God is in charge. I can see how things are working out in my life, not because of me, but because of God. I could never have planned the way I am going.
I comment.
I do not find this spooky; rather I find it uncanny.
This is not mgic; rather it is feeling God is guiding.
I am not losing control; rather I feel assured, knowing a God of love is moving with and for me.
When asked about who they were, the first Christians responded that they were on the way, following the one who said - "I am the Way". Aren't we still on the way, the pilgrimage of life?
The way is an unknown adventure, but we can be assured that with God, it is the way to go. I cannot explain it, nor do I need to. It is all part of the Mystery who is God, the mystery of life.
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