If Your Wheels Fall Off...

Imagine this if you can.
 
One day the family decides to move “out west.”  In the west, the sky is bluer, the grass is greener, and without a doubt, the trees are taller.  Besides all that, there’s gold in them ‘thar hills. J
 
The covered wagon is loaded up with the essentials of the trip; food, check—water, check; Mom’s piano….wait!  “Are we really taking this?  Yepper, the map says it’s a straight road.”
 
You and I now know what the pioneers never thought of.  The width of the Mississippi.  The heat and cold of the plains.  Then, as they looked toward the western horizon, they saw an ominous cloud bank come into view.  Soon, they were at the foot of the Rocky Mountains.  I am convinced it was here that most of them lost a wagon wheel and where it fell off, that was the spot they called home.  Obviously, most of them stopped at Denver.  J
 
Not unlike the pioneers, as they planned for their westward journey, we all approach life with a certain excited anticipation.  We too have the map by which to guide our course.  Like their journey, our life takes unexpected twists and turns.  Sometimes our wheels even fall off.
 
Then there are a few who made it to the Promised Land.  A land of seemingly endless milk and honey—oh, don’t forget the gold.  Why did some persevere and others did not?
 
I really don’t know the answer, but this I do know.  If your wheels fall off, don’t settle for where you’re at but instead keep moving toward the Promised Land…a place called sweet Beulah land.  There you will find streets of gold, a crystal shiny sea, and waiting for you will be Jesus Himself to welcome you home!  He loves you so very much……
 
Love in Him,
 
Pastor Allan
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