Tonight is one of those nostalgic melancholy nights. Perhaps it was the high school football game I watched throughout the evening from the office and my room as I was on duty. Then I decided to watch portions of Elizabethtown, a fantastic movie in my book, though not many will agree.
The music in the movie is wonderful. It's perfect for my current state of mind, yet also brings about thoughts of traveling across the country. I listened to it often on my way to Seattle last March.
Perhaps it is the fact that the movie and music both inundated my life before and during my grandmother's death and funeral. The events and people of the movie are so reminiscent of my entire trip to Maryland. Or that the words of the music speak of journeys and sadness and hope and death. Or that I am feeling the monotony of school weighing on me. Or the jobs and classes and work and duty nights are all consuming the time of which I am so jealous.
Whatever it is, I cannot help but be content with my situation. God has provided all that I could ever need and so much beyond. And more and more I realize that I am in the midst of a journey, a journey that is neverending, yet ever-changing; a story that I cannot help but look eagerly for the next character to enter or the next adventure to begin.
You all will know that I love to read. I have been reading a lot recently - Into the Wild, Shadow of the Almighty, Searching for God Knows What. One of my favorite books is The Hobbit, and here is something I found from Tolkien's brilliance:
"The Road goes ever on and on down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, and I must follow, if I can, pursuing it with eager feet, until it joins some larger way where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say..."
It fits perfectly. And as frightening the prospect of a path with no end and no map, I, and we, have this great assurance:
"I have chosen the way of truth; I have set my heart of your laws...I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free." (Psalm 119:30,32)
If only I may move towards having this lived out in my own life; to be founded on His laws, running after His commands, free. There is a freedom in Jesus. He released the sinners and the sick from their chains. His truth, His words, did that. So I choose that way.
Besides, it's way more fun to travel without a map, but instead with your love saying "follow me".
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