The halfway point of just about anything turns out to be pretty interesting. We are usually too far in to go back, but not in far enough to see how it will turn out. The midpoint of a book is still too soon to guess its ending. A meal you don't like is too late at that point to send back. What about a project, a career, a retirement, a life? Certain choices have been made that limit the future. But still, my guess is, most of us would say there's time - time to adjust, adapt, salvage something we had dreamed of at the start but had forgotten, maybe.

 

There's a bridge along the Camino de Santiago in northern Spain that was built in the 12th century. Its well-worn cobblestones make a slight incline until you reach the halfway point, and then it slowly slopes back down. I invite you reflect on something you are about at the midpoint of right now. Maybe you can't see how things are going to turn out and that worries you. Maybe there were choices made earlier that you now regret. Pause and take in the view from the midpoint of that bridge you are walking across. Can you trust that God is walking with you?

Grace and Goodness,
Ian