My life has been, and promises to continue to be a grand adventure. I would not change any part of it. The failures, perhaps even more than the successes, and the pain perhaps more than the pleasure have prepared me to embrace what would come next, enabling me to live in hopeful anticipation of what that will be.
I believe myself to be on a path laid out before I entered the womb. It is my true path, uniquely my own, and I have I have followed it through a beautifully textured mosaic of experience, with myriad possibilities and potential.
Constantly intersecting that occasionally narrow, steep passage has been the relentlessly inviting Serpentine Path. And yes, I have been drawn down that path more times than I care to admit or remember. By the grace of God, at the next crossroad, or sometimes many crossroads later, I have heard and responded to the gentle wisdom of the Everpresent Guide and returned to the true path…only to leave it again and again.
I have tested the promise of Grace—“I will never leave you nor forsake you”— many times in the 48 years that I have been in Christ. And yet He has been faithful.
I am so grateful today that my joy and assurance rests in the strength of the Lord Jesus, and not in my weakness. It rests in the Covenant made between the Father and the Son, guaranteed by the Holy Spirit—the faithfulness of God, and not my own.
That assurance of salvation is the Gospel. It is my only hope. It is the only hope of our nation, and the world. The only hope. And today, on my 60th birthday I read the abominable news that the soldiers who are willing to die to guarantee my freedom to share that Gospel, may themselves be subject to dishonorable discharge if they offer that hope to their brothers in arms.
Pray that the Lord may deliver this beautiful land, once so rich in faith, from the destruction of the Serpentine Path.
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