Indeed, we may run the race (of our daily lives) with endurance, but our actual pursuit of happiness need only take us to the center of His heart. And hopefully that is also where we find our own pursuits, endurance, and happiness.
Please take a close look at that road in the wheat stubble fields.
Do you see the road? Do you see how it winds through the stubble of the wheat straw? Most farmers have already burned that remnant to a crisp black. Some days the acrid smoke lingers between the hills and clings to the mountain. And occasionally wispy burnt black pieces sail miles through the air and some of it even lands in my hair, far from the enflamed fields.
Later, as I drive to town I see charred fields. It’s a rather startling site, black fields bumping up against a blue sky and smoldering next to a few golden fields laying in-wait for their turn to burn.
Now look at the image again. Follow the road. It goes straight and strong and wide, then it disappears around the bend and under a dip, then it reappears and once again straightens, before melding into the horizon.
As Christians, we walk roads much akin to the one in the picture.
Sometimes our road takes us to places we don’t want to go–amid sticker bushes, burning fields, isolation, and desolation. Sometimes our road leads us to places where we’d really rather be–mountaintops aglow with blooming flowers and warmed by gentle sunshine.
As we take this co-mingled journey with God through His world, man etches out the roads of his choosing…
Instead of veering off into the wild blue yonder on our own accord, I reckon as long as we walk with endurance while we pursue Him, we always will be right where He wants us…in the center of His heart.