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Sometimes I think about the future roads my son will have to choose between. I want so much to protect him. I want him to listen to me and consider my warning.
That road is dangerous. That road causes grief. Don’t step foot on it.
And yet, I know, the choice will need to be his. I know that, sometimes, it’s the wrong turns and the detours that have a way of leading us back to the right road.
Our footsteps more confident. Our hearts more certain. Our faith more solid.
I want to spare my son the pain of difficult paths. But then I remember that it’s difficult paths that stretch and grow us most. I remember that God has a way of redeeming each wrong turn, with a mighty hand and an outstretched arm.