Why “The Way I Take”?

Why “The Way I Take”?

I love words. From the moment, I could hold a writing instrument, I was drawing or composing. Words dripped from my fingers and flowed through my lips. I wrote because I could not stop myself. The emotions of all my experiences overwhelmed me and the words had to go somewhere. By the time I was twelve, I had more drama than any soap opera and had offered to provide the producers with new material to secure another 40 years of plots. You think I’m kidding?  Chat with my family.  I just knew that if I had to live through those crises and pain, there had to be both a “reason” for it all and a blueprint for handling life’s issues with aplomb.

That being the case, I must write a book about my life, right?  By this time, I should have all the answers! I could write of all my experiences and the final glorious victory over it all in order to help others going through the same thing. Ah! Here’s the humbling, hard to admit part: there is no “final glorious victory” blueprint for me to share. I don’t have THE answer.  If I don’t have the answer, would anything I have to write help or encourage someone?

So why call this “The Way that I Take”?  I have found that the book of Job expresses a lot of what I feel when asking for (read: demanding) answers.  Specifically, Job 23:8-9 expresses my often felt frustration when searching for God:  I go forward and He’s not there; I go backward and I still can’t perceive Him. I can’t see Him on the right or the left hand!  But then there is the promise: “He knoweth the way that I take: when He hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold” (Job 23:10 KJV).

I discovered that “the way” not only is a pathway or a journey, it could be a mode of action, a course of life, or even a way or habit that has taken me over.  My life has been (and often continues to be) full of turmoil and drama; at times, despairing. Even so, there are still days of quiet enjoyment and joy.  I have been down many paths: some good and some easy, many of them dark, despairing or frightening. Yet, in all of my life, even in the darkest moments, there has been God.  This is not a place to complain of my trials along the way; it is a place to celebrate how HE has brought me through them.  It is a place where I would like to ask you to “acquaint yourself with Him and be at peace” (Job 22:21).  It is a place to “publish with the voice of Thanksgiving” and tell of His wondrous works.

Will you join me on this path and find joy or thanksgiving?  What path have you taken that led you to a place of thanksgiving?