When I am out for a nice hike in the woods and I come to a bald granite outcroppping I always have a moment of "Where did my path go?" Finding a cairn reassures me that I'm on the right path. It would be nice if the markers in life were as neatly marked. Most days it feels like the people in front of me spent a little too much time scattering them or perhaps I am just walking past them without seeing them.
When I am out for a nice hike in the woods and I come to a bald granite outcroppping I always have a moment of "Where did my path go?" Finding a cairn reassures me that I'm on the right path. It would be nice if the markers in life were as neatly marked. Most days it feels like the people in front of me spent a little too much time scattering them or perhaps I am just walking past them without seeing them.
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Agreed!
. . . hmmmmm . . . am I leaving scattered markers . . . or ones too small to be noticed . . .
I didn't mean to be anonymous . . . forgot to sign in . . . thank you . . . for the reminder to be more intentional as I journey!
Nice looking rocks! Reminds me of the memorials the Israelites built to God. Maybe as we make memorials on our paths, others will be more likely to find the path later on...Just a thought.