The roads that lead from one place to another are not always easy. Many obstacles and challenges often line the trail of journeys.
In a wanderer's life, there seems to be long stretches of roads that lead to nowhere but every strip of land must be traveled. There are short distances where the end is in sight but there are also highways that seem infinite.
At some point in time, the road looks endless and a wanderer becomes weary. I would ask myself is it worth the wait? Is it worth the trek? Is it worth the sweat?
There are stages where I am in a desert panting for precious water. What looks like an oasis, is a mirage. Nothing is at it seems and the scorching sun is at my nape. I hold my neck in pain and take a needed rest.
While resting, I look back at my many falls into ravines, crevices and walks through valleys. It seemed dark at the bottom but there was promise of light. And for that, I could walk on even if it be inch by inch. And at the end I find myself relieved and glad for having walked the path.
Every road has an end, and every end has a beginning. There are many ways to get to one destination and many people to meet on the journey. Sometimes, we stumble and fall. Oftentimes, we look at our scars and mourn for our wounds. But usually, we move on. The rock that caused the fall only pushes us to move forward to make the journey worth the effort.
And hopefully, at the end of each road is a reward for having traveled the length of such an arduous expedition. If it should lead to another road, then all the better, for there are many more things to see, many more things to do, many things to learn, more people to meet, many more lives to touch, and many more opportunities to be touched by another life.
What is a journey if not to get to a destination...a certain hope that meets fulfilment around the bend...