Thus says the LORD,
“Stand by the ways and see and ask for the ancient paths,
Where the good way is, and walk in it;
And you will find rest for your souls.
But they said, ‘We will not walk in it.’
“Stand by the ways and see and ask for the ancient paths,
Where the good way is, and walk in it;
And you will find rest for your souls.
But they said, ‘We will not walk in it.’
The Beginning
A family driving down USA highway 101 on a sunny day, a flat tire by a road sign, the open road before them and alligator lizard clouds in the sky...
Years and life turned the boys memories into America's song "Ventura Highway" -forever capturing in music my soul's longing for leaving...to jump in a car and drive into an endless road, a place far away from troubles, dishes, routine, cold rainy days, bothersome painful things and bad memories.Go, go, go...
Once, years ago, I did leave and crashed...
The Middle
No more speedways for me.
Instead, I stopped and asked for a different way to the sunny land in the song, and was assured that a very old narrow trail with twists and turns was the safest way to get there with the benefit of adding a wonderful calming effect on those who take it -especially those with restless hearts such as mine. I follow this route on foot and it's true.
And the End
Every now and then the longing to go away still wiggles within. Ventura Highway still plays in a corner of my mind, but with no need to take off running. I know my hidden trail will lead to that everlasting sunshine at the end of my life road, and I'm gonna go for sure -just like the song, no crashes and no coming back.
Here is the song
And here is the Old Path
