I have elsewhere registered my objections, but another expression brings back the questions. If it were one or another, spaced far between, I would have few qualms. What am I talking about?

The idea that what matters most is not the destination of your journey, but the journey itself. The stop-and-smell-the-roses syndrome. The idea that what's important is that you enjoy the ride and not worry so much about getting there.

Friend Mary has a wonderful couplet she posted on a poetry forum:

The joy inherent in a playground slide
is not the destination, it's the ride!

It's all true, too. But how far may we apply this to life? Are we trying to get somewhere with all of this?

From a Christian perspective, the goal is eternal life. While that life starts now and marks the joy and enjoyment in the present, the issue is that I will do anything or surrender anything to have eternal life.

Life is more than a playground. It is our training ground, to prepare us for something greater. And I don't want to miss it.