Many years ago, I spent a few nights in a hostel on the outer edge of Edinburgh, Scotland. I was there alone, but had a great time exploring the city by day and then resting in my little cubby in a shared room at night. On my third or fourth night, an alarm went off in the building. I got up, grabbed my purse, put on shoes, and immediately went out the nearest exit, heading down to the bank of the small river behind the building. I waited at the far end of the lawn, alone for several minutes before the alarm stopped sounding. No one else came out at all. When I walked around the front of the building and was let back inside, I asked what happened. “Oh, the alarm does that sometimes,” I was told. “It’s no big deal.” I was confused, “But what would have happened if there had been a problem?” I was assured that everything would have been fine. There was nothing to worry about. Just go back to sleep. While this probably seemed like nothing to them, it was a big deal to me. I was only ...
Thoughts on what it means to be a traveler on the Way of Jesus the Christ