A trip through life….

So the other night I found myself trying to corral horses back into their pasture. We got them to a certain place in the road and saw that the best opportunity was for me to move around behind the horses through a thicket and onto the other side of them so they would have no place to run but into the pasture.

This is where the fun began.

I ran around looking for the best way to get through the thicket and saw that there looked to be a good clear path on the other side of what looked like a small clump of trees.

As I started to move through the trees I got stuck on what ended up being a barbed wire fence and had to strain and push my way through branches and over the barbed wire fence to get to the pathway.

Once I was through that I started off on a quick pace towards the road through the path. It going was not too hard at all, save for a few minor bushes or branches I had to push through to keep in the clear path.

Then I got to the thicket keeping me from the road. Not having much time and my dad calling me to hurry up from the other side I dove into what looked like the path of least resistance to get to the road. Sticks and branches hit me in the face and I was pulled in all directions pushing and pulling with all my might to get through the thicket to my goal, getting to the road. I finally poked my head out and just had to pull out my legs and pulled and broke every stick and branch I could on my way through and finally made it to the road.

Oddly thinking over the situation today, I had a revelation of sorts, that it totally seemed like an analogy to my Dibor year. At the beginning I pushed and pulled through a lot of junk in my life just to get there, even fighting against stuff that I didn’t even know was there until I pulled the branches away to see the barbed wire in my life that I had to pull out. But I made it to the clearer path of the Dibor year, and for a while was on the quick pace through the year. Pushing through the random junk in my life and just kept moving forward. But then came the end and the even bigger thicket. Stuff I had left in my life for years and it was staring me in the face keeping me from reaching that total freedom in making my goal. The last few weeks has been the pushing through the thickest parts, and I feel I have finally poked my head through, and the last 2 weeks are here, there for me to work out the rest and get my whole self onto the road that I’m supposed to be on.

I know I will pull through, and make it there in completeness, and though I never want to go back, I know that I left a trail of broken branches and sticks that will make any next trip down that path much easier going. Broken sin and issues in my life that can never grow again, but just left to die more.

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