But most of all, I really enjoy the car ride to church. For me, it runs close to a half an hour to get there and it is full of winding, looping, train track covered pathways. I was thinking today about how much my car ride is like my spiritual life. (I know, I am over spiritualizing a little).
Do you ever feel like it is the ride that matters more than the destination? I mean, do you ride a roller coaster for the end (which - might I add - is only twenty feet behind where you started?) NO! You ride for the between-times. My life is a between time. Sometimes I get distracted and have to take a long way and other times, there are trains that make me slower than normal or bring to me a halt all-together. There are spots along the way to church that always remind me of good times (and there are spots that remind of really bad times too).
There is always this other church on the way to my church that has ridiculous signs. You know, the typical, catchy Christian phrase that always disturbs you? Well, this week it reads 'CH CH ....what is missing?' ..... really? If this church represents something in my spiritual walk, it is the tendency to get angry at the 'typical Christian' or the Christianese our faith tends to attract.
I also pass endearing friends houses and (I am not ashamed to be honest here) people's houses whom I dislike to a very high degree. These people and houses represent different parts of myself that have helped me and hindered me along the way.
I guess I feel, lately, that my Christian walk is NOT good enough. It is becoming a daily struggle of mine to accept the grace of God. THAT is the part of God that most scares me personally. And taking that trip to church reminded me so much that the path, though it is scary and trouble filled, always leads me to church (GOD). No matter what. God isn't going anywhere and even though I might be stopped by a train next to one of those bad memories houses, the church is still waiting and so is God.
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