Have you ever had a time in your life where you felt as if your back has been up against the wall?

Perhaps the question should be not if you had a time like this, but how many times you have visited this painted-into-a-corner spot in the room.

I am talking about a time where there appears to be no apparent option at your disposal and you are left fumbling for an answer or a direction in which to turn.

We have all been there at one time or another.

Life happens to all of us.

One minute we’re up. The next minute we’re down. If those two options don’t suit, we’re a mixture of sideways, upside down, or inside out.

Whatever the case life is unrelenting at times, barely allowing us to breathe.

If we are not careful about how we deal with life’s challenges, they will wear us down.

Life has a way of backing us into a corner at times.

If we were honest with ourselves, we would affirm life backs us into a corner much of the time!

Why do we find ourselves up against the ropes, dodging a right hook or a left jab, with an unending volley of punches landing with blunt force?

It’s 2015 and it has been nearly four decades since the first of the six “Rocky” movies was released (1976).

I recall being a sophomore in college and going to see the first movie when it debuted.

It’s been nearly a month since I last sat down to write and record a post on this blog.

It has been the longest stretch without writing I have had in a very long time.’

I ached to do so!

First of all, my apologies for essentially dropping off the radar with zero notice!

Part of me really does not want to want to travel the road of writing this post.

A deeper part of me knows I must.

We are told “for everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven…a time to laugh and a time to cry…a time to embrace and a time to turn away.”

A season in our lives is about to close today, a “turning away” is at hand.

As you have made your way around town or have been caught in traffic, you surely have seen the simple bumper sticker or window decal proclaiming “26.2”.

In case you have wondered what it might mean, it is a statement made by someone who has ran in and completed a marathon race – a distance of 26.2 miles.

Whether one is an experienced runner or a novice, completing such is no small feat.

It’s Friday morning, the end of another work week.

I awoke this morning as I was jostled out of a deep sleep at 3:11, yet another reminder of the transition in which Jackie and I are immersed.

With our relocation countdown at “T minus two weeks”, much is stirring on the inside.

As I reflect on the many stages of the journey over the past two years which have led us to this point in our lives, I can with 100% certainty claim I / we have been carried by God and the care of His people.

There really is no other way I can explain it.

It is with absolute conviction I can say – The Lord is my Shepherd, I have all I need in Him!

I invite you to take a moment to reflect with me, drinking deeply of those times He has carried you too.

The Lord is my Shepherd; I have all that I need.

Finally!

My fingers have found their way back to the keyboard in an attempt to write something worth expressing.

For what it might be worth, I have missed you!

In short, a lot is happening right now.

Have you ever felt as if you were neither coming nor going?

You know the feeling.

You had hoped to reach a particular destination at a certain stage of the journey and suddenly an obstacle appears which impedes your progress, stopping you dead in your tracks.