There truly is a purpose for it all.

Here’s something I’ve been thinking about…

Life seems to put us on a road. I don’t mean a physical road or even the ground we walk on. It’s more like a cascade of experiences that come our way, but it feels like a journey.

Sometimes things get dicey and scary. That’s when I find myself in unknown territory (often), but I try to keep my feet on the ground and continue onward never knowing where I’ll end up. It’s like going into the doctor’s office not knowing what disease you’ll walk out with.

In unknown territory there are no road maps or tour guides. So I have to let something else guide me. Call it my intuition, or hopefulness, or just old-fashioned necessity.

If my mind clouds over with negativity or fear, like if I start thinking pitfalls ahead, I tell myself I’m here for a good reason, and I get curious as to what that may be, so I do my best to stay the course like a bold adventurer, figuring things out as I go, and with every challenge I learn something about the depths of myself I never noticed before.

Looking at it that way, it becomes a journey of faith, not just faith in myself, but faith in life itself, and faith in something beyond like the guiding stars above that brighten the road and beam me with love even when I don’t see it or feel it, or when I lose sight that there truly is a purpose for it all.