Have you ever read Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland? Here is a portion from chapter six:
“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?”
“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.
“I don’t much care where–” said Alice.
“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.
There’s Alice – at a fork in the road. She’s not sure which way to go. This is a lot like my life. Not my Alice-in-Wonderland kind of situations that I dream up. It’s like life. Real life.
For the most part, I would agree with the Cheshire Cat in this portion of the book. If you don’t care where you’re going, it doesn’t matter what path you choose. But I have to add something: I need to care.
The Cheshire Cat seems to be the voice of reality. And reality is, I need to care. I need to go down a path that holds something much bigger than myself. I need to take a narrow path. One where only God can show me a perfect end.
Simple truths can never come up enough. Thanks for the theological reminder, Carroll.
In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and he shall direct thy paths.