I had dreamed of going to Montana for years. In fact, it was on my bucket list. Halfway through the vacation, my family and I drove from the southern border of Montana to the northern border to hike in Glacier National Park. It was one of the most beautiful drives I have taken. I was drinking Diet Coke and belting out song after song on my "Jesus Jams" playlist as I wound through the mountains and open meadows. Every turn in the road was more beautiful than the last.
This road was definitely less traveled. I only occasionally passed other vehicles. The road was a series of ups and downs that kept my heart racing to the beat of the songs. At times, the road seemed to climb straight up, and all I could see were the blue skies above me and puffy white clouds. I couldn't even see where the road was taking us. I smiled widely, turned to my daughter in the front seat, and said, "I don't know where this road is taking us, but it feels like we are going straight to heaven!" We just kept laughing and singing as these ups and downs continued for an hour. It was an exhilarating ride. I felt like God was with us the whole time as we admired the beautiful world He created.
Even now, I smile when I think about that drive. Glacier Park was stunning. Glacier was the destination, but I feel the journey there is an important part of the story and has taught me a lot as well. The twists and turns, the highs and lows, and the inability to see what lay ahead seemed to capture my life metaphorically. I am doing my best to steer toward heaven, but I feel the journey is incredibly important. God's beauty is all around me through every high and low, every valley, and every green meadow. God is right beside me. The path I am on often looks like the road less traveled, but with God beside me, I know it is the path He has chosen for me.
-Susan
