Fixed Point

Our trip back home involved copious amounts of barf. I'm sorry to have had to write it out, but there it is. It was a difficult and despair-inducing trip up the mountain. Winding around and around in our taxi, we kept hoping that we were almost there. And we never were. Finally, our driver said in Hindi, "Keep your eyes forward and don't look side-to-side. Then you'll be ok." And it worked. At that moment I couldn't help but make the application in my spiritual life as well. I've been tempted to look side-to-side these days and it has made me nauseous. But if I keep my eyes forward--on the Fixed Point who loves me--then I'll make it.