Talon’s Point of the Day – Feb 26th, 2021 “Paths”

I believe I’ve touched on this in the past but humor me if you’ve heard me talk about this before.

Over the years I’ve had numerous discussions with family and friends about how someone dear to our hearts often moves on from the relationship, or how sometimes we were that person who moves on out of some sense of personal purpose. Often someone is left shedding tears over it or in some way grieving (been there numerous times myself). I usually suggest (or remind myself of) an analogy of two people walking their own paths that converge in some way then later diverge when their paths necessarily continue on with differing trajectories. It could even be two on the same path but one seems to be pressed to walk faster so at some point communication ceases from the growing distance. Other times it’s more like meeting at an intersection. Perhaps its a first encounter, or an opportune moment to catch up with an old friend once again. Eventually the moment must pass and the purpose that brought us together must now carry us apart once again.

We’ve all had these encounters. Sometimes only pleasure comes from the moment. Other times a bittersweet taste remains as we sense a lost opportunity to have enjoyed more, perhaps lingering a few moments longer. Nevertheless we should cherish the moments God gives us with each other, for far too often we will discover our paths will never meet again.

Talon’s Point of the Day is meant to be concise yet thought provoking. If you are impacted feel free to share the point with others, with or without citation.

Spring Is Coming

Life is the seasons of a year. It begins with the birth and rapid growth of Spring. Every creature racing about in discovery of what it means to be alive. Then Summer follows, long and warm. A season which seems meant to last forever, free of any hints of future’s chill. Summer turns to fall, with a sense of change in the air. The growing need for preparation driving us to store for Winter’s dark. Then it comes. Winter strikes with the fury of a great tempest. Cold, darkness, death, Even still, Spring is coming.