The Lighthouse

Once, a lifetime ago, I was on a day trip when I saw my first lighthouse. Come to think of it, I’ve never seen another. It just struck me; the way it stood against the water, the entire lake spread out in front of it. 

I don’t know why, but it’s always stuck with me. 

The purpose of a lighthouse is to serve as a beacon - for guidance, navigation, safety. Perhaps that’s why it stood out to me. I’m still looking for that lighthouse in my life that will guide me and help me navigate the rough waters. 

Although I have no photo (shocking, I know), I can remember the details of it, the way it looked in the sunset, the pier around it. I thought at the time I had that lighthouse in the people and opportunities in my life. But you can’t force that job onto others; that’s a really heavy burden to expect. 

I still feel lost a lot. Even with a good life, one can feel adrift in a really big expanse of world. It is these moments when I’m looking out, waiting to see the light that is meant for me to see, which will guide me home.