Our life follows a big road map. We can’t see it, but God; he knows where we’re at. He also knows where we’re headed, and whether it’s ideal or dreaded. But don’t worry, he is ready to show the detour we need to get back; we just need to trust him and relax.
I find myself at times on the interstate; I am going way to fast to even debate if this is right. When I finally slow down enough to question, I realize I’m following the wrong procession. This isn’t the path that Jesus says to follow; it’s the fast lane to the suffering hollow, the place that’s lower than the rest, where no rest is found, only the stressed and depressed who always frowned and eventually drowned. The path that Jesus paved is narrow, not wide; it’s hard to find when it’s been so long cast aside. It’s a service road, one that helps carry another’s load. It doesn’t think in terms of who owes, it thinks in terms of love that flows. It is a path of suffering; on this road you’ll find no bumpers or buffering. This single-lane road is expensive; the cost you’ll find is intensive. It’s a road called “Spendy Street,” but still, being on this road is pretty sweet.
Why take this road, if it’s so difficult? If on this road you’ll receive insult? What is the result? Why, this is the road that Jesus took, and even though on it his friends all forsook, it is the only path that led to victory, not here on this earth, but in eternity. Some say they want to be more like Jesus, but they abandon this road for what pleases. Being like Jesus should be a goal in the Christian life, even if we find ourselves in the midst of strife. We are Christ’s wife and should remember our identity. In him we find life and complete serenity.
“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” (Matthew 7:13-14)