An unknown road

There is an old road up by the wheat fields behind my house. I see it every time I look out my front window and I have always wanted to know where it leads.

It finally dawned on me that there was a very easy way to find out. I put on my shoes, grabbed my headphones, and I just decided to follow it.

Wouldn't it be nice if every question in life was resolved that simply? Something is unknown to you, and so you just go find out about it.  You just walk up the road and get the answer?

Sometimes it seems like there are more things unseen, unsure, and unsettled, than there are not. I don't think that you can always reconcile those questions about what you know and what you don't. I wish you could. It can be painful to give up your self-declared right to know the details of how the story will end.

For me it always involves trust and then letting go. 

I'm working on that.

And that road? I never got to the end of it. I ran into barbed wire and a gate. But I did find some great new trails, and a new hopeful perspective.