The Path That Lead Me Home

A few nights ago I was driving back from Portland to Hood River alone. I was listening to my music loud and singing louder still. As I was driving along the Gorge a sign indicating that Multnomah Falls was the next exit caught my attention. I’ve been to the falls many times, but never climbed to the top. In a moment of impulse I pulled over and decided I would make the trek. On my way in, many were on their way out. I continued on, but to my disappointment found only part of the trail was open. The part I had walked before.  A large wrought iron gate stopped me from proceeding to the place I was planning to go. The trails were icy and it was the safer option to not push forward. But, had the gate not been there I probably would have kept going.  

It was starting to get dark as I walked back to the car. A single lamppost caught my attention and these words rang in my ears.

“Your word is a lamp to guide my feet and a light for my path.” Psalm 119:105

The path I wanted to take was closed, but there was a path lit for me to walk along safely. A path that would lead me home.