My life feels like this sometimes. I think about how big the world is, how many people there are. And I feel small. Like a raindrop in the ocean. I like this image. God says I am important to Him. Yet, I am not the most important person on the face of the earth (although sometimes I do act like it.) What I do with my life is important to me, and to those I love and those who love me. But in the grand scheme of things, I’m just a raindrop in the ocean. This is pleasant to my soul, because God has a very great kingdom, and I am a small part of it. God’s kingdom is like the ocean, and I can’t wrap my mind around it. Yet, God listens to me. God wants me to be in relationship with Him. And to pray great things. And to do great things. And to give me a great future. This is in the heart of God for each person, I believe.
My life feels like this sometimes. Like a walk in the woods. There are certain paths we walk down again and again in life. We think in certain ways that tread certain paths through our minds. After thinking one way for a while, it is easier to walk down that path. Or maybe it’s what we do. You do the same thing day after day, and it becomes a well worn path that you are very familiar with. My struggle is that all the paths that I’ve worn down are not all the paths I want to walk for this life. I have some paths of selfishness. Paths of lust. Paths of bitterness. It is easy to walk down those paths, because those are familiar paths. But then, there is this beautiful, refreshing poem from Robert Frost.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
If you want something different, you have to do something different. It is as simple as that. I am thankful to be doing something different today. Walking a path that is not easy, but it is worthwhile, and in it I find great satisfaction.