Psalm 16:5-11 Proverbs 15:14-21 1 Thessalonians 2:2b-12 Mark 4:26-29
When I was a little boy growing up in South Carolina, there was a path in the woods. My older siblings had traveled it many times to visit my mother’s best friend, but because I was so much younger than my siblings, I had only heard about walking the path, which was known as going “across the sands.”
One day, my brother decided it was time for me to see this path. We set out from our home, crossed the road, entered the woods, walked over the marsh, and went through another patch of woods. All throughout our journey, we made markings to guide us back home.
But when we returned to marshy area, we discovered that the tide had come in—and washed away the markings. Despite our careful planning and preparations, we were lost. It was a miracle we found our way home that night.
Though that lost path was many years ago, I think of it again during Lent. This past year, despite carefully planning my career path, I felt lost. My road map was gone—washed away. But as Christians, we are never truly lost. I relied on the power of prayer, allowed God to direct me, and now I am delighting
in a new and exciting career path. Once again, it took a miracle: a God that allowed His son to be crucified for us.
This Lent, no matter how lost we feel, may we all walk God’s paths—to the Easter morning celebration.