Ok I have been a bit busy helping a friend move some stuff out of his flat in the French Alps.
In order to do this I had to drive from Cardiff (Wales) through England onto Dunkirk (France) across Belgium before a overnight stop at Luxemburg. The next day we diverted into Germany before heading down through Burgandy to the French Alps.
What a great journey, yes it was a lot of driving but it was worth it , the views looking over Grenoble and across to Mount Blanc were quite literally breathtaking.
It made me realise how important the journey is, and here is something that is bothering me at the moment, it has become rather in vogue to use the term Journey, I hear it not only in Church circles but in politics, in fact it has become a trendy analogy and that is dangerous.
It is dangerous because we sort of treat it like the flavour of the month, it becomes over familiar and soon goes out of fashion. I was listening to an interview with James Blunt where the interviewer made the point that the song “you’r beautiful’ became so popular it actually harmed his career because the public became sick of him.
I hope we don’t get sick or even blasé of the concept that the important thing about this life is not the events but the journey we go through. I hope we don’t become so set on getting there (wherever there might be) That we fail to see the spectacular scenery along the route of life.
This continental trip was primarily to do a job, to help move some stuff from one flat to another however I was blessed to see the vistas of the Alps, to experience Luxemburg which I want to revisit as it was a fabulous place, to relive some of my childhood memories eating frites and Mayo on the side of the road, to see the vineyards along the Mossel river. To experience some of the lovely scenery at the foot of the Alps, not to mention all the great food and wine.
We need to enjoy the journey of our lives, as I get older I realise it more and more
