Into the tunnel
Traffic is moderate on the dreaded I-95 when my phone
reminds me to pay attention. The
industrial landscape around Baltimore did not look very promising for a
post. But then, ahead, I saw it.
A tunnel. Heading
under the Patapsco River. As I entered its gaping mouth,
I mused on spiritual tunnels.
What are they, in essence?
They’re segments on a journey that require us to lose connection with
the outside world. No sky. No horizon. In our technological age, they snip our digital umbilical cord as
our GPS wonders what happened to us. It
puts Waze in a daze.
There’s an element of trust in a tunnel. Trust that it is safe. Trust that it will come out in the right
place. We trust because we give up our
ability to see the bigger picture.
David knew about such times.
Psalm 23 comes to mind when he talks about the “valley of the shadow of
death.” A commentator I read suggested a
more accurate reading is “the valley of the deepest darkness.” Darkness in Scripture represents an
experience of life without the light of the presence of God. In that psalm, David says that even when he
goes through a time when it seems that God is nowhere to be found, he knows that God is with him.
I am fascinated by how many great Biblical men and women
went through times of confusion and uncertainty, when God presented them with a
passage where they simply had to trust in his wisdom and vision for their
direction.
It’s no surprise that we, also, experience such subterranean passages. I can think of friends who face uncertain
futures at work, or times of loneliness, or health struggles. Any time of great challenge could be
described as a faith tunnel.

Tunnels in our lives are not simply a time of testing. By faith, they help us do the impossible.
Lord God, you are the engineer who designed my road through life. Help me to trust in your plan even when that
gaping tunnel mouth looms ahead. And I
pray for those who are going through those disorienting times of
challenge. Let them know that you are
with them, no matter how deep underground they go.
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