Getting Lost In The Maze

The Missouri Botanical Gardens has a lovely little maze that the kids and I have always enjoyed walking through.  It seems so easy when you stand in the tower looking down, the path is so clear, it makes perfect sense and you wonder why the people in the maze don't see the way out.  No matter how many times we've gone through, I never seem to recall the correct path.  I start laughing at myself, thinking how hard can this be, I've done it hundreds of times, yet I'm lost and confused.

That's my struggle, I look in the mirror, I'm lost in the maze and all I see is shrub in front of me. How do I step back, learn to look at the whole and see the path I'm destined to take?

Why is it so easy for us to pray for others?  Trust God for others?  See hope for others?   Why is it so easy to see what someone else needs, what someone else struggles with, what someone else's path should be.  Why is it so hard to see actual beauty of the labyrinth, the turns, the twists that help us grow and become great.


My heart and my head, my soul and my body, all feel and desire and crave and want and need, they all see only what's in front of them.....each seeing something different.   Love.  Pain.  Desire.  The Future.   The Past.  Hope.  Grief.   Sorrow.   And Love Again.

 This path is perplexing, I make the wrong turn and am at a dead end, so I turn aroud, step backwards and try again.  I must keep trying, I must not give up hope, there is a way out, there is an end to this.  I have to remind myself of the God who is watching from the tower, He sends me signals to help guide me.   I have to keep my head held high so I can see the signs from Him.    I have to have Faith, Trust and Hope in myself, in God, in those He has placed in my life.   I have to listen to the ones who can see the maze and the end, I have to allow them to help me, guide me and love me.  



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