I tell the story of a walk with one of my sons when he was younger.  He asked where we were going. Just for a walk, said I. But where? The journey is the destination, said I, in my most inscrutable manner.

Several things arise from this, and not just my son’s annoyance with his mad old dad.

Are we in such a rush to get places that we miss what is available to us on the way?

If life is all about getting to the end what are we doing with the gift of each day?

From a Christian perspective, the life of faith is not merely about hanging on until heaven tomorrow but about being open to the possibilities of the divine in each moment.

Enjoy the journey, my friends, and be open to the wonders along the way.