Along the Way


By Kathy A. Weckwerth



I see life as a journey.  An adventure.  A road.

Along the road I’ve been traveling, there have been people.

This past week I’ve met them, stopped to rest and chat, have listened, have observed, have learned and have pondered.

The journey emits facets like a beautiful piece of crystal, brought out into the sunlight.

The colors represent the personalities of these people, and how they completely differ, and yet at times are the same.

This week I encountered kindness.  A radio announcer, who knew my style didn’t fit their need, took the time to point me onto a small trail that led off the beaten path.  I was grateful.

This week I encountered courage.  My child had a horrible test to try to pass getting along with some difficult people at work, and I watched her in turmoil, but in the end her courage won out and she passed.

This week I encountered sadness.  An old friend was overcome with depression over some horrific circumstances.  I reached out to offer comfort and love.

This week I encountered competition.  A leader of a ministry did not want to work together with our ministry, because she thought we were their competition.

This week I encountered hope.  Doors that had once been closed were now opening.

This week I encountered forgiveness.  I saw people who had hurt deeply, and hurt me deeply.  I took God’s trail that He pointed out, and left the beaten path to offer hugs, sincere interest, and an I’m sorry.

This week I encountered rejection.  I sent several emails and messages to a few people asking for something I needed.  I received no response.  It was painful.

This week I encountered excitement.  As we are moving ahead towards a conference, I have been getting all of our pieces for the events in place, including the beginnings of another magazine “Your Best.” I’ve also worked on prep for my radio show.  I feel incredible, life-giving, motivating excitement from the very core of my being.

This week I encountered tenacity.  The journey I’ve been traveling allowed me to meet someone who was bitter and resentful.  I would not be pushed, shoved or moved from my stance with God and remained tenacious for the path He had set me on.

This week I encountered hopelessness.  My mother is a widow now.  At 85 years of age, at times, she offers up a plea of not knowing how to go on without my father.  Today he has been gone for 7 years.  I could hear it in her tone … hopelessness.

This week I encountered frustration.  My youngest daughter doesn’t know how to balance school, a full time job and the thought of adding on to their family.

This week I encountered love.  When I looked across the room at the man I’m married to, I thanked God for how wonderful he is to me and to my girls.

This week I encountered pride.  I heard from everyone of my staff this week in answer to our prayer requests … they were cheering each other on.  I felt so proud of who God had put next to me in our ministry called Best Life.

This week I encountered passion.  I have a passion for life.  I have a passion to encourage women to live their best life.  As I continue to work daily towards radio shows, books, conferences, developing relationships, solving problems, creating blogs and editing magazines, I feel alive.  I feel hopeful.  I feel faith-filled.  I feel grateful.

One day, when I worked in a law office, my boss put down his work and looked at me.  “What’s wrong?” he asked.  “It hurts to care,” I stated.  “No, no!” he said adamantly.  “The world needs people like you.  It needs people who feel things deeply.  Why?  Because they care deeply.  They care and things matter.  Don’t ever feel badly that you believe it hurts to care about people and situations, or life for that fact.  No!  Embrace it.”

The world needs more people who feel, who care, and who walk on this journey experiencing facets of life.  It’s your life.  You’ve only got one to live.  Get your shoes on and start walking.  I hear the path calling us both!