My husband and I went to a friend’s house recently, in a neighborhood we were not familiar with.  That trip found us at the end of a dead end street.  When you get to the end of a dead end street, what do you usually do?  We typically say “oops” and turn around or back up to find another road.

In life, however, when we find ourselves at a dead end, we don’t always react so well.  That’s where we are right now with a situation with one of our children….at the end of a road.  I have to admit, I was tempted to keep going.  You know……….knock down the forest and blow up the boulders and keep forging down that path.  A path that was heading no where.  But I realized that some times the battles we fight don’t really have to be fought………..especially when the reason behind the fight is fear of change.

I’m not afraid of a fight when it is necessary.  And I’m not afraid of the hard work of blazing a trail when the time is right, but sometimes the best course of action at the end of a road is to find another road.  In fact, I think we miss God’s best road sometimes because we’re so determined to make our own.