Psalm 16:11 “You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.”
In the story of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Alice came to a fork in the road and could not decide which way to go. She asked Cheshire Cat if he had any advice for her. He asked her, “Where are you going?” She said she didn’t know. The cat responded, “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go.” When I lost my daughter I came to my fork in the road. The pain I felt was indescribable. I knew I was going to curl up in a ball and die. How could I go on and live again; did I even want to live again? I started to question my faith and why God would take my daughter. That is where the road I had to take became so clear to me. If I turned from the Lord and wanted nothing to do with Him, what hope could I cling to? I would be headed down a path of self-destruction. I would encounter anger and bitterness and a life that would be a disservice to my daughter’s memory. The road of trusting the Lord was not without its own struggles. I sometimes felt like I was barely hanging on. It has been a path that at times left me physically, emotionally and spiritually exhausted. The Lord has picked me up and carried me when I could not walk myself. He has pointed me in the right direction. He has also shown me my final destination and in that, I know I have traveled the road that has given me hope. You see it does matter which way we go.
Lord, I pray we each cling to You. You are the only path of hope.
-- Michele
