
Last week Anne and I went to the South of England with our friend Michael for a short holiday. Like me, Michael enjoys watching and photographing birds. The purpose of the holiday was for all of us to have a break in some beautiful countryside, for Anne to see some of the rare butterflies that can be found in certain places down there, and for Michael and me to do some birding in the bird “hotspots“ that are unique to that part of the UK. We decided to spend the last day of the holiday with Anne‘s sister and her family, who live down there, and with them to visit a large area call Knepp Estate, which has become a major centre (not only in the UK but internationally) for rewilding – the process of allowing an area of land to be restored to its original ecosystem and habitat.
Knepp was beautiful. It is a special experience to walk through a large area of land that has been rescued from the ravages of artificial over-cultivation and allowed to become at least something closer to what nature, and therefore God, intended. There are a number of paths marked out on the estate: one of them went down to the lake, another went through some woodland to an observation point, and yet others went round to different areas. We chose the yellow path, (marked out by yellow paint at every junction,) which was the one to the observation point, because that was the one the family wanted. I would’ve preferred to go to the lake because it has a bird hide and looked more interesting from a birding point of view, (that was the red path) but yellow it was. Initially.
However, after about quarter of an hour, Michael and I were getting increasingly frustrated by the fact that there was very little to point our cameras at on the yellow path, and the walk was just taking us through more of the same scenery, beautiful though it was. So at my instigation we decided to separate from the family, head for the bird hide on the red path, and to meet up with the others at the café at lunchtime.
So off we went with our cameras and their big long lenses, like two little boys running out to play. Unfortunately, by the time we had retraced our steps to the car park we realised that we would not have time to walk down the red route to the lake, let alone spend some time in the hide down there, and still be back at the restaurant in time to meet the family for lunch. So we decided to just stay in the restaurant, put down our cameras, sit and have a coffee, and wait for the family to arrive.
It wasn’t long before they came back, smiling and chatting about their lovely walk. My niece, who loves the Lord, told me all about the observation point, which is set quite high in a big tree, and which you reach by a series of steps up through the branches. From the observation point you have a panoramic view over a large area of the estate. As we heard all about it, I realised what a mistake I had made in leading Michael along the red path: not only had we failed dismally in any birding objectives, but we had missed out on one of the highlights of the Knepp experience, which is to climb up to that observation platform and see the panorama of nature spread out before us.
So what is this story about? I had a choice. It was to walk with my family on the yellow path, or to go and take pictures for myself on the red path. Although I covered the decision with the justification that Michael would also prefer the red path, really it was about me and what I wanted. Hebrews 12 1-2 says this: “And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
God has put us into His family, and Jesus has told us very clearly that His desire is for us to love one another. If our eyes are fixed on Him we will have His desire in our hearts and His example before us. Do we choose the yellow path or the red path? Which is the one marked out for us? Surely it is to walk with our family and not to run after our desires: that is basic new testament faith, after all. But there’s more to my story than the call that is upon us to make the choice to love, which clearly I hadn’t followed. Because if I had made that choice, I would’ve actually gone up into the real place of observation, the place where we have the high perspective, God’s perspective. I will never know what He wanted to show me there – maybe I would’ve come away with a wonderful picture of a bird of prey winging over the treetops, or maybe I would’ve simply come away with the same glow that I saw on the faces of the others, emanating from their shared common experience of beauty from the treetop. But whatever God did have for me at Knepp, it was to be shared with the people that He has given me to love, not to be grasped with the apparatus of my pleasure: standing with family in the presence of God in His creation, not hiding from them, and Him, like Adam in the Garden of Eden, on the path that was not marked out for me.
If you are like me, you will love the high places of spiritual experience in the presence of God. The quest for the presence of God is, after all, the theme of this website. But also, if, like me, you are someone who likes to get away from it all, and hide from the noises and voices of all the people who want to take your attention off whatever it is you are looking for, we need to remember that the highest revelation will come in the place of love; and if we are going to attain it, we need to put down our cameras at the cross, because that is where the joy is set before us.







