The winding road through the mountains took us to sites unseen. As an artist my dad would take his time driving the roads on scenic routes so not to miss a single inspiring view. He would pull over and we’d all pile out to enjoy the “picture” he had glimpsed. Off the beaten path are some of the best spots for resting.
My favorite memory from family vacations happened in Yellowstone National Park. It’s virtually impossible to not find a wondrous view anywhere in that vacinity, but this spot was exceptional. Right off the road Dad found a place for us to stop.
Now…let me back up a minute.
I was sick.
This was a natural occurrance whenever we went on a trip. I would come down with a fever, lose my voice…yada-yada-yada…making the trip difficult for all. I couldn’t really help it, not being in charge of such things; but it was a frustration for the whole family and quite uncomfortable for me. Although I loved the scenery, I wasn’t always in the best mood to stop for site-seeing.
But this time…this time the spot was too perfect to not enjoy in the midst of my illness. We stopped for a picnic lunch beside a crystal clear brook. Soaking up the day, resting along the bank, watching my dad and brother fish…amazing memories thirty-five years later.
The winding mountainous road leading to this perfect place of rest was a difficult one for me to travel. But the brief moment of repose along the way is etched in my memory. A moment of peace along the path.
O LORD, you have examined my heart
and know everything about me.
You know when I sit down or stand up.
You know my every thought when far away.
You chart the path ahead of me
and tell me where to stop and rest.
Every moment you know where I am.
He is preparing a place of rest. The road may twist and turn in ways you can not see, but trust Him. He sees the best place, the perfect spot of repose, the moment in time when you will feel His refreshing presence. He is leading you.