They began with desire - they wanted to stay together as a family and friends and not have their language confounded.
They had faith - they took their desires, their wishes, to the Lord.
They traveled by land and by sea several times as they made their way to the shore of the ocean. They built barges and cross several smaller bodies of water. They learn to work together, to travel and live that nomadic life. They exercised faith and saw the Lord's hand guiding them. When they at last stepped into those last barges they were prepared.
I'm not sure I can find any such pattern in my life. No great journey came to me. I don't look back and see events that prepared me for any of my greatest trials. But the trials themselves became the preparation for my future. This is the pattern I see in all of life. Each experience builds upon the past as we go through our mortal journey. We learn it is not so fun to repeat mistakes and we begin to learn the lessons we need to know.
There is always a forward movement - growth comes. We become better people as we go along if we are willing to be taught.
Perhaps the great journey we are being prepared for is not here in this life but is our eternal destiny. That is so hard to even imagine. What will I be a thousand years from now or 10,000? Will I be a light shining in the dark? For now I am content to just learn something new each day and to grow closer to my Heavenly Father. I'm filled with gratitude for this mortal experience. I treasure every day.
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