The fall after I graduated from college I spent a month at a retreat center in Sedona, AZ. In their worship space hung a banner with a profile of a person and these words: Pilgrim, there is no way. You make it by walking. As it came time for me to leave the retreat center, I made a sketch of that banner, folded it up and carried it around in my wallet until the picture and paper disintegrated.
But the message of that banner has stayed with me.
We make our way…
At least I make my way, by walking.
One foot in front of the other.
One step at a time.
The choice we have is the direction in which we will walk.
For most of my adult life I was a parish pastor.
I am now retired.
I love to read.
I enjoy the outdoors.
I want to learn to make furniture.
I want to see parts of our country I have not seen before.
I am walking into this next chapter of my life.
Still doing my best to find my way.