The Unmarked Trail

The Unmarked Trail


Only irresponsible parents leave children to fend for themselves…We respect our own parents for training and not spoiling us, so why not embrace God’s training so we can truly live?

– Hebrews 11:9 (MSG)

For what seemed like the tenth time that day, I gripped my camera tightly and tried to step on the same rocks as my Dad.  The water was not high or fast, but I was not dressed to fall into a creek.

My family was spending a warm summer day at Stone Mountain, and (as usual) we had asked, “Where does this trail go?” As usual, we decided to follow the unmarked path.  As usual, Dad assured us that he could guide us to our destination.  As usual, it was an old trail that was once navigable but is now overgrown and seldom used.  We lost the trail at various points, bushwhacked through the woods, and crossed a creek numerous times.  My dad claimed that years before he had taken the same route and eventually found himself at a camping site. I dutifully believed him.

Many close calls later, my family emerged at the promised campground. Sure enough, my Dad knew right where we were headed.  Often, my Heavenly Father expects the same silent following. To me, the path seems overgrown, difficult, and even dangerous.  However, God knows exactly where He is leading me.

On our return descent to the car, we fought a laborious, gravelly slope. My mom and I agreed that the climb through the untraveled forest was much more enjoyable than a trek up this steep trail would have been. Although the climb along the creek seemed illogical at the time, we later saw the benefit of trusting Dad and taking the unknown route.

Right now, I do not know why God is leading me down the path that He has chosen. Sometimes it seems that there are unnecessary obstacles in my way. Often, I feel that it is unmarked, overgrown, and tedious.  Nonetheless, I can trust that it is the best path for me to take. When I eventually reach the promised destination, I will see the benefit of trusting my Father to safely lead me.

2 thoughts on “The Unmarked Trail

  1. I’ve been reading your blog occasionally for a year now. I never realized that you were from the Atlanta area. These are good words to read today.


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