The car went for its service and MOT test this week; I delivered it early to the garage and walked back home - it took about 40 minutes- in the dark. In a half mile stretch through the countryside between our village and the garage, there were no streetlights. It was more dark than light, but just enough of the latter to know where the pavement was, even though the details of it were obscure.
Was there ice there? or a small pothole? Was the grass from the field beside me encroaching on the pavement, making it narrow enough to be careful? I'll never know the answers to these questions- it was too dark to see the details. Suffice to say I arrived into our village, street-lights and all, and thus safely home.
'I am the way' says Jesus. We may know the broad outlines of the road to follow, but the details, the hinterland, may be obscure, hidden from us. Nevertheless, we keep on keeping on, following him who gives us a lamp unto our path, a light unto our feet. It is enough.
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