From last autumn, the final post in the “drafts” file – and it is incomplete but I kinda like the analogy, especially as we get to the fettuccine Alfredo portion. I’m happy to not be cold and congealed… I actually remember writing this one though I am sure of neither what I was referring back to nor where I was headed… Maybe you can add to my analogy. I chose this cover photo because we are all close together:

Sitting in the hospital seems to be the easiest time for me to write… and this is a part two to these thoughts. Ever since I wrote about our lives’ paths leading to a central orb which represents Jesus Christ I have envisioned it as a tangled up bowl of spaghetti. Our paths look much more like this graphic (God’s Plan, not my own):

So… with countless lives and countless unique life paths looking like that – full of hills, valleys, obstacles, twists and turns… we are obviously going to get all twisted up with one another. Like a bowl of spaghetti.

My life experience teaches me that the closer I come to the the Center, to my Savior, I am entangled with those who are also trying to Follow Him. Those entanglements tend to be supportive and warm, reinforcing my path and helping to bear my burdens.

Traveling the opposite way, away from the Light, it gets colder. It gets darker. Those twisting paths are exaggerated and though there may be a few entanglements which are positive, the winds are thrashing about and there is a greater chance of being hurt or tangling with people I’d rather not be that close to. Sometimes we need to turn around and try again. It is never too late.

What is we say bowl of fettuccine Alfredo instead of spaghetti? The center is warm, cheesy and satisfying. Strands out on their own get cold and congealed. They can also be brought back in and restored by the warmth of other strands… Alright, I am getting a little carried away with the analogy – but now that I have written it down I can stop thinking about it.