“…Not all those who wander are lost…”
This line from JRR Tolkein's poem All That is Gold Does Not
Glitter is referenced many places--usually in tribute to those who may appear
to be adrift but are living with intention.
Two cases of this kind of purposeful wandering have come together in my
mind as a surprising parallel: the Israelites wandering through the Sinai
desert, and the monarch butterflies on their migratory route through North
America.
People have taken a lot of time to carefully plot each of
these group's "wanderings," and if you take the time to Google these
maps you'll see how complicated each respective route is--to the point of
seeming random. I take encouragement
from this, because to the casual observer (and often enough to myself), my own
wanderings can look pretty haphazard.
Here's the thing, though: no journey, no matter how rambling, is truly
"wandering" if you're being led.
The Israelites of course were being led by a pillar of cloud
by day and fire by night. It told them
when to pack up and go and when to make camp and stay during their 40-year sojourn. As for the monarchs, they are guided solely
by instinct. Yet, this instinct is
enough to keep them on a rather intricate path with clocklike regularity. Interestingly, they never get to see the full
route from start to finish the way we can by searching Google for a map. Each individual monarch only completes one
small leg of the journey. Their lifespan
is not long enough to see a completion of the route. One dies and another takes its place along
the way, not unlike handing off the baton in a relay race. Somehow the course is maintained and each successive
generation fulfills its role in the journey that spans several monarch
lifetimes. Likewise, the Israelites'
journey to the Promised Land spanned a couple of generations, and most who started
out didn't make it through to the end. I
draw an odd sort of comfort from this because, like an ancient Israelite or
migrating butterfly, I can't see the whole course mapped out ahead. The Big Picture is just too big for me. Often it looks like I am running in circles,
sometimes literally with my treks up and down the western deserts--from
sagebrush to saguaro and back again.
And again.
But in spite of all appearances, this wandering is with
intention. The intent is to be truly
led, but it isn’t always easy to discern how well I’m following. For me, it's been a sort of mixture: at times
of feeling undeniably led by God as the Israelites were, and at other times of following
my heart's quirky, compelling desires as the monarch butterflies might feel
compelled. So while I'm definitely a
kind of drifter, and sometimes puzzled by it all, I don't believe I'm
adrift. While I can't see where it's all
going, I think it's mostly about the journey anyway. And the journey for me seems to be mostly
about trust, and being willing to let go of what's behind to walk blindly into
the next adventure. Because while I
can't see, I believe there is One who does.
He knows the beginning, the end, and all the middle parts of this
story. That's what I'm doing here in
Arizona again--following His lead to find my place in the story. And if I get off track (as I sometimes do),
He knows how to plot a new course.
Ostensibly I'm here in Arizona to try to retain my career as
a dental hygienist. I might succeed, or
I might not, but at any rate that's my heart's desire part of the
equation. The other part of the equation
was seeing a multitude of doors open in answer to prayer for direct
guidance. This was my pillar of cloud
and fire. And while I'm doing my best to
follow The Way (El Camino en español), I want to keep this journal of sorts as
a way to mark out the trail and see what can be discovered in so doing. Moreover, I want to hear your comments and
observations because I hope to make this blog more like a conversation than
just me blathering on. I don’t quite
know where I’m going, but I hope to keep in touch with everyone along the way J
Thanks for being here, and may you be truly blessed <3
Just so u know, I clapped real hard :)
ReplyDeleteAnd Thanku for starting this blog.
Hi Stacey! Thank you for clapping--you must have clapped your little handsies off (it went reeeeeeal good) :D I really appreciate you taking the time to stop by and leave your comments. I miss you, and this makes you seem not so far away <3
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