Life is a maze. I can’t tell you the way to go, I’m currently following the path I find most true so far, but I can tell you a few things I’ve noticed about the maze. The maze isn’t just the standard lines and space between. The walls are not uniform. The paths are not replaceable or mistakable. You can know a good path from a bad one.

Essentially.

But mazes being as mazes are, it’s not quite that simple. I tell you that you might even know what direction the big prize is, as the crow flies. But what twists and turns, dead ends and obstacles, lie on the way? And mazes being what mazes are, why should heading toward the end bring you closer to it? Isn’t it sometimes the best decision to head perpendicular to, or even away from, the end to bring yourself down the right path?

I know a good population who say there’s no way life is that tricky and complex. beauty is found in simplicity, so God wouldn’t have made life so complicated, and that deep down the right path is very direct and simple to follow. A bypass to it all. An access route laid by the architect of the maze, leading you straight home. Now this is just not true.

Who ever said that God needed to be simple? I might reckon to say that the universe couldn’t possibly be more complex. Just look up. The planets that orbit our sun, are they uniform in size? shape? color? even distance from the sun? They couldn’t even decide on their accessories. Planet vary from one moon, to four, to more, and even two have rings. Why did God do this? Surely not to be simple. And who could say that our solar system is any less beautiful just because of the patternless cosmos?

It’s certainly true that there are patterns in nature, don’t think I’m writing to deny them, but the world is perfectly complicated enough to satisfy the complicated lives we follow through it.

I’ll keep following this path I’m on right now. I’ll let you know how it’s going soon enough.

Mark this the first of Notes from inside the Maze.