Closed Doors and Open Roads
This past weekend, one chapter in our oldest son’s life’s journey has been finished. He graduated with his BA in History! You may find this strange, but I enjoyed watching the students and their reactions to this time of change and transition. Some are tearful and sad as they realize this is the end of their undergrad years, but most have ear to ear smiles along with that wonderful sense of accomplishment that’s almost palpitital. Both eventually needed to drive off of campus as the commencement activities concluded, but I’m sure one group of students had their heads turned back and the others faced forward. It makes me wonder, do I stare at closed doors; wishing to live in the past (when adult responsibilities were only known in my head, but not in actual experience), or looking at the lock wishing for a magical key to where I could do something over, or to be somewhere other than where I am? Or do I look forward with that eager expectancy of a new adventure when there is no turning back? If I’m honest, it’s probably a bit of both. I wonder, is there a door that has recently closed for you and you are tempted to be tearful and sad? I would encourage you to learn from those graduates who perhaps despite a healthy dose of trepidation, are embracing the here and now -- looking forward not to who, with God’s help, they can be. This is a song by our youngest son’s favorite artist, but I thought it would be apropos. It’s not so much wishing the past to be erased, but the idea is to not let it hold us so tight in its grip that we can’t move forward~ It’s called Dare You To Move by Switchfoot: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Qbnsk2_F5g
If you were to give one tidbit of advice to someone facing a new transition in life, what would it be?
