There’s a motto that has gathered more meaning to me over the passing of years. It is, “Man plans. God laughs.” And while I don’t believe God puts us in the path of trouble on purpose but provides the strength we need for the facing of whatever adversity is ahead, sometimes our greatest plans need flexibility and finesse.
All that is to say: I stayed behind from the planned trip to Montgomery due to a confidential pastoral care need, where I felt I was better needed elsewhere. In the next post, though, I offer a finished essay for this destination I will have to wait to visit in person.
Another blog. Another writer. Another post. Isn’t all of this too much already? I agree. I imagine most visiting these pages already know me. Thank you for reserving a bit of your precious time for this form of engagement. I’m glad to share my stories, reflections, and experiences with you.
The rest are strangers. Somehow you have found yourself here, and I welcome you. I don’t pretend to be an expert. I am not looking to be provocative or to throw my words around as more fodder into the cultural maelstrom we now tolerate and even, substitute as authentic dialogue.
I am a traveler, a life-long learner and, likely, a restless seeker. As you will discover, I have deeply-held convictions and life-shaping commitments. But I’m not asking for your approval or agreement. Instead, I offer you, perhaps my yet-to-be-discovered friends, the same welcome I extend to my more personal connections. I’m glad you are here and I hope you will find something valuable for your own life’s experience.
We are all traveling together, by choice and, by happy coincidences. Thank you for allowing me to share a little bit of my story with you.