“Midway on our life’s journey, I found myself
In dark woods, the right road lost. To tell
About those woods is hard–so tangled and rough
“And savage that thinking of it now, I feel
The old fear stirring: death is hardly more bitter.
And yet, to treat the good I found there as well
“I’ll tell what I saw…”
-From The Inferno Of Dante
I had a conversation with a mom from church today about why being in your 20’s is hard. And while the narrator in Dante’s Inferno is 35 as he writes, “midway into my journey,” I think he more accurately portrays life at the age of 25 today: “dark woods” … “the right road lost” … “tangled” … “rough” … “fear stirring.” Sounds fun, right?
Even in the midst of this strange era of life (which this mom reassured me has nothing to do with particular life circumstances; everyone at this age finds themselves in “dark woods” apparently), I know I’m also finding good. I’m finding joy and beauty and hope and deep friendship. I’m finding purpose and fullness and adventure.
It is hard to live, let alone tell about these “dark woods” and I don’t expect that to change anytime soon. But I do want to honor and value the good alongside the savage and to tell of both as candidly as I am able.
That’s where this storybook is taking me these days. Thanks for joining me in the journey.