How Many Roads...

... must a man walk down before you can call him a man?

As I sang Bob Dylan's song this afternoon – while sitting on our under-reconstruction deck/three-season porch, playing my two old, but newly-strung, guitars – I thought about all the hoops I jumped through last week... and how many more I have this month.

At times, the pressure seems insurmountable. Thankfully, this morning's meditation reminded me: I am not alone. God sends help via his angels among us.

For me, yesterday's tears turn to today's joy as people step forward offering assistance.

To his song's rhetorical question, Dylan's says: "The answer my friend is Blowin' in the Wind."

But I know the answer truly lies in my Father's Hands. And so... to Him,
I bring my worries, place my trust and relax – strumming a tune –
before taking the next turn Along Life's Road.