While walking the streets of Boston I came across this fork in the road. Now it’s trashed, deformed, pitted, and discarded. It no longer serves the purpose as a useful utensil, but only a creative shot for my lens to behold. I keep thinking about this fork, with all the metaphors, symbolism and the visual appeal. When I saw this fork, I just took a picture and laughed to myself, about the irony of “the fork in the road.” Now I realize how this one fork, bent and disfigured is so representative of my “journey”.
Like this fork, my heart was pitted, deformed, and completely trashed, and destined for more abuse. But praise be to God for transforming my heart, and saving me from the deepest of evils and my own depravity to ruin myself and stray from His Grace and Mercy. I was headed for His Wrath, and Judgement but through Christ blood and the Holy Spirits working I have been rehabilitated, and saved. Now there is no real hope for this fork to make its way back to the table, but for me, I am RESTORED. I am LOVED. I am CHOSEN. I am NEW.
“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. All this is from God, who through Christ reconciled us to himself and gave us the ministry of reconciliation.” -2 Corinthians 5:17-18 ESV
In the end it’s really just a fork in the road, but to me it was the picture of salvation.
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