I wonder why there is so much of that in life.
It's like life is a whole series of choices, a whole set of roads you go down.
I can imagine it right now......wandering through a thick green forest over mountainous terrain. You wake up suddenly, and realise you are wandering down one of the paths; you have no idea why you're there or where you're going. Suddenly you begin to think and you have to choose how to go forward, one fork at a time.
You could stay where you are of course, but something inside instinctively pulls you toward a destination you feel you know.Each choice you make affects everything you do. Sometimes paths join together, forming a large path, but the way you reach the large one could be via a pleasant green leafy path or a narrow pebbly path overhung with thorny bushes and on the edge of a cliff. You may choose a path, go down it, reach a certain milestone and then sit there wondering whether you could have got there faster.You may suddenly reach a dead end, a beautiful waterfall that you spend ages looking at, but which offers no help to going onward. And there's nothing to do but retrace your steps.
You wander through, wondering how far you have left to go. Other travellers cross your path at times, diverting you now and then, some offering you guidance. Nothing they say is certain, though, even if it seems so for a time. Most of them seem as lost as you are. And if you take the wrong advice, there are paths which can make you slip, slide and fall...
But along the way you can choose to find help and purpose. There is a guide who could lead you, even in the darkest valley. And just maybe he'll have a resting place waiting for you at the end of the journey.....
