A maze, labyrinth, or trail. I was certain that I wouldn't just run across this required photo scavenger hunt item this summer. A fellow participant mentioned that she had Googled to find one in her area. Brilliant! I followed suit.
The labyrinth was located in a beautiful natural habitat garden in the middle of a residential neighborhood. Truly a treasure for the garden's neighbors.
Having mazes, labyrinths and trails on the brain, we drove up and I saw the all too familiar path. I had a wave of love rush over me.
This path leads to the central gathering place for my father's side of the family.
This path leads to delicious smells of cooked turkeys, baked hams and bar-b-ques.
This path leads to love
This path leads to tables heaped full of all kinds of potatoes, salads, breads, side dishes of vegetables, guacamole and chips, cakes, candies, desserts, and red punch that is too sweet.
Did I say this path leads to love? Well, it does.
I am so grateful to my parent for leading me safely through the mazes and labyrinths of life and down the path of family love and family ties; the path leading to spiritual faith and the gospel of Jesus Christ and at an early age placing my feet on the straight and narrow path which leads to our heavenly home.
My darlings, my wish is that along your paths you will find direction, lots of love and laughter to help you along your way.