this path of widowhood is not what i want… i did not choose this path and i don’t want to walk this path… yet here i am by no choice of my own.
do i accept this path with joy? no. do i accept this path? somewhat. will i walk this path? yes, i won’t find escape.
i think of another man, who gave up being god, to walk this earth with us humans. was that the path he chose? probably not. did he accept that path? yes. did he walk the path? yes, in a trusting, loving way.
that man begged god to take the path away from him. how many times did he beg the path be changed? i imagine not just the once before the cross. i imagine in heaven, realizing the constraints of humanity he’d endure, that he prayed for a different path.
yet why did he accept the path given him? yet why shall i accept the path given me?
LOVE… to walk a path of love, to see love in others, to receive love from god, to share love with each encounter, to joy in love’s little moments.
the path is treacherous with pain and suffering at every curve, the path is not light and easy. love is not a panacea that erases all the struggle. love is my strength to face, accept, walk…
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