The Scenic Route of a Wonderful Life
Sometimes when I’m out driving across the Ozarks for my work, I choose not to take the highways but instead turn onto the winding farm roads. It’s rarely the most direct route, and it often adds time to the trip, but oh, the surprises I find along the way. Over the years, these backwood drives have led me to places I never would have seen otherwise: the Newtonia Battlefield tucked quietly into the landscape, one-room schoolhouses standing as reminders of simpler times, natural sites that inspire reflection, and peaceful lakes where deer, birds, and livestock seem equally at home. The least direct route often brings the greatest beauty. That idea has been on my mind lately, because the same is often true for the route we take in life. Many of us start out with a clear plan, a destination firmly set in our minds. We imagine highways—straight lines from point A to point B—leading us to success, fulfillment, or happiness. But life has a way of redirecting us onto fa...