Tracks in the Snow
As I drove over the icy road, I could feel the bitter cold seeping through the car window as my eyes searched the snow-covered woods of Colorado. The temperature was in the mid-20’s and the sun was starting to go down. I wasn’t quite sure what I was looking for, but I could tell that I was almost there. I brought the car to a grinding stop.
My boots crunched through the snow as I entered the woods and walked toward the distant sounds of a creek rippling through the silence of the mountains. I was drawn to find the source of those sounds, but I didn’t know how to get there.
I stood hesitating. “Where am I supposed to go?” The question circled through my mind as I made my way further into the woods. I knew God was drawing me closer, but there was no path, no trail, no GPS or map. His invitation didn’t include directions.
I came across rabbit tracks in the snow. No bigger than a thumb print, I felt compelled to see where they led. I followed the rabbit trail into the woods.
There was no real design to where these tiny footprints went. They led me under fallen logs, downhill, uphill and back downhill again. I felt like I was going around in a circle.
Eventually, the trail split in two directions like the top of a T. “Now which way do you want me to go?” The answer I received was both frustrating and liberating.
The choice was mine. I could follow the trail to the right, going back to my car where I could return to the warmth of the camp. Or, I could take the path to the left, heading downhill toward the sound of the creek and into the unknown. God left that decision up to me. I wanted to pursue a deeper desire, bigger risk, and a more intimate relationship with my Heavenly Father, so I turned left to see where the path might lead.
I found my conversation with God following that rabbit trail. As I followed the tracks in the snow, I realized that this experience was a great example of what it felt like to follow the Holy Spirit. Although I have an idea for the direction of my life, I frequently feel like I’m moving in the opposite direction of where I want to go or even going in circles. My life rarely follows a straight path. I have to remain confident in the One who is leading me.
Those questions persist even today. “Where am I going? What do You want me to do?” I find comfort that when I reach an intersection, a decision point in my life, I am offered an incredible opportunity. Right or left, God is with me. In the warmth or in the cold, God will be with me. I can follow the path with confidence knowing that He is, and always will be, beside me.