This always reminds me of that old camp song. The lyrics go–so high can’t go over it, so low can’t go thru it, so wide can’t go over it…gotta go thru it.
This is life, an no matter how confused I am or discouraged, I have to go thru stuff to get to the other side.
How many times in my life have I wanted an easier and softer way? And† how many times have I valued the lesson once it is finally learned?
Lately my path seems filled with thorns and brambles. I have to trust that somewhere in all of this turmoil is the path. Because, life is unfolding as it should and now is all I really have.