I’ve been thinking quite a bit about the roads we travel. How some are long and winding. How some abruptly end. But, mostly, I’ve been considering how varied our journeys are even when it seems we are traveling together.
Take my three sons for example.
My oldest son attends a state university, anticipates studying abroad, and plans to work in the IT industry.
My middle son will go to a transition program in the fall where he will continue his work-study program.
My youngest son is still deciding between being a veterinarian, a paramedic, or a mover.
Yet, I am convinced they are traveling the pathways God has designated in advance for them. What a privilege to be part of their unique journeys!