I was thinking I'd like a poem "The road Not Taken".
I was talking to Dave Nix and I mentioned I describe my life as "A life of mediocrity and under achievement". Dave responded that I (Frank) had had a great life and achieved a lot. It reminded me that we can't see ourselves.
I was thinking that as we go through life we choose "roads" and therefore there's roads we don't go down. Then we see others and look at their lives and jealousy kicks in. I see bigger houses, more income, yachts and so on.
By coincidence, I was listening to this YouTube video on how Google maps locates routes so quickly. In essence by pruning routes from the search options. I guess, in a way, we prune routes from our lives. Sometimes consciously and in my case unconsciously. I'll take options but not see or follow others potentially better options. Yet harking back to Dave's comments, that maybe I did choose well (or maybe luck?).
Now bring in the concept of God and Christians discuss the idea of what is the path that God wants them to follow. Then I was talking with Phoebe and she mentioned her image was not of choosing a road but rather of being in a field.
I thought that resonates with me that choosing a road implies someone has been here before me. At least someone built the road.
My life is unique. Msybe it's not choosing roads as that implies following in the footsteps of others.
Perhaps the image is more that I'm walking through the bush. There's trees and boulders that limit how far I can see. There are obstacles that I have to walk around or climb over. At places I can see the sky or reach the top of a mountain or the edge of a cliff and see a great view (analogous of the future) but there's danger of course. Don't fall off the cliff. At other times it's a gentle down hill or across a plain.
