On my recent trip to Canada, I spent many hours on the Queen Elizabeth’s Way, or QEW, for short.  It is a long highway, stretching throughout Ontario, and part of many of our day trips through Canada.  On the QEW, there are several interchanges, sections of the road where the highway expands to 6 or 8 lanes, and then quickly back to 3 or 4 with 2 lanes exiting.  Exits come up pretty quickly, and it is easy to miss your exit and just keep going.  Chances are, you can still arrive at your destination, it just may take longer or be a lot more frustrating and hopeless.

I find myself recently at a crossroads, much like the many interchanges on the QEW.  Many paths to choose.  I can keep moving forward along the path I have been traveling for miles.  Or I can veer off to an exciting new highway, the 407.  The 407 is fast, it is a smooth ride with no traffic, and I enjoy driving it.  I am fulfilled when I drive this highway and reach my destination quickly.  But it is a strange toll road, and I don’t know if I will get in trouble because I don’t have Ontario license plates.  I know the QEW.  It may be filled with traffic, and my navigator may get frustrated because we will be late for our game.  But I know the path and where it leads.  Although the GPS is telling me I could save 13 minutes, I stay the course, and indecision takes over.  I plod along.

I have worked for years at a career.  And it has been very challenging and fruitful.  And I support my family.  But my current job is not treating me very well.  I am sitting in traffic.  There is traffic ahead and to either side.  I am intrigued by the many interchanges.  In this case, the GPS isn’t telling me what’s up.  It could be a dead end or take me in the wrong direction.  My navigator, my copilot, is holding my hand.  But she doesn’t know which way will get us there.  Already we are running late, and no money for gas.  But she trusts me.  And she knows that I am smart and I can get us there.  I am a lucky man to have someone believe in me.

But what path to choose.  I have missed a couple interchanges.  I tried to get over, and in some cases, almost made it.  But boxed in so far.  I am coming up on another exit.  This could be it.  I put my blinker on, and I am going to make my move.  Wish me luck…