Staying in my lane implies that I have my own one, right? A personal lane? Designed, especially for me? Well, what is it? How do I find it? Where does it lead? Is this lane clear? Or, are there hurdles involved? Will there be other surprise obstacles? If so, what are they? And how do I overcome them? Or, remove them? What if they are too big to get over or too hard to get out of my way? Is there help available? Maybe a hand? And if I persevere and endure, all the way to the end, do I get a prize? And what of those many helpful voices that are being yelled at me from the sidelines and from the crowd? (Not to mention the unhelpful ones.) A lot of yelling can be awfully confusing! Which one should I listen to? And what of the others in this race, of whom I am so conscious that they are seemingly advancing, on either side of me? By the way, what’s with the blindfold? I can’t see where I’m going.
Such is life...
How often do we feel like we are blinded, trusting in a prize we so often cannot see. Unclear of the right direction we ought to go, unclear of who to follow, conscious of people right beside us who appear to be succeeding in their lane. Voices of many, yelling out at us, confusing voices, discouraging voices, sometimes creating so much noise that we can’t distinguish anymore what is truth and what is yelled out to trick us and make us stumble, not to mention the obstacles thrown into our path, set to make us fall.
Listen in to be encouraged. There is a path set before you. Its narrow. Be you!