The minister’s letter is a little different this week as it is from the minister’s wife. It may be a little shorter than usual.
It seems that every time John and I visit somewhere new to go walking we end up getting lost or finding ourselves wading through thick mud. It takes me back to our first appointment in Yorkshire. We decided to take our youth fellowship for an evening walk in a country park. We didn’t realise they locked the gates and when we came to leave found ourselves locked in with no one around to open them for us. We had to climb the gates; the thing was I was heavily pregnant with our first child!
We had been told about a lovely walk nearby, One Tree Hill, and a few days ago decided to visit. It was a lovely evening and we walked some distance through the woods, spent some time looking out over the beautiful Kent countryside, and then continued walking. Eventually, we came to a place where the path divided into two and we weren’t sure which path to go on. We had to make a decision. We had a choice to make. Fortunately, after a lengthy walk, we arrived at the car park with our shoes full of mud.
It is like that with our Christian life. We have a choice to make, do we follow the path of the world or the path of Christ? Who knows where the path will take us; it could be life-changing!