The other day I was stopped at a stop light. As I sat in my car I watched a blind man walk across the street in front of me. He was by himself and using a cane to guide his way. He did incredibly well crossing the street, but when he got to the other side he started walking into a parking lot. I watched as he walked into the lot, but suddenly, about five feet in, he stopped. He turned around and started walking back the way he came. Feeling around with his cane until he felt the curb, he found his way back onto the sidewalk and then continued on the right path. I can’t explain the feeling of accomplishment that came over me watching this man find his way.
This simple occurrence struck me as a perfect metaphor for life. Sometimes we wander off course, but it’s up to us to find our way back. The further we veer off course, the harder it is to return, but it’s never impossible. We just have to constantly monitor our own lives in order to stay on the right path.
Small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.