One of the ideas most commonly used by members of the Christian community for their experience is that of a journey.
I am here. And I want to get there.
I was looking for something and I found it.
We have just celebrated Easter, the culmination of Jesus' journey and the promise of resurrection. A final destination if ever there was one.
It is true, of course, that at the time the Bible was written, journeys were complicated. The fastest you could get anywhere was on the back of an animal. A trip of ten miles needed planning. If it required walking then there and back took a day.
Today we can get Chinese food to take away and vaccines to cure illnesses - all in the seeming blink of an eye. Isn't it interesting that so many of our stories on the show this morning are about journeying? Taxis to get home from the railway station. Bus or rail links to the airport. And yet those we call 'travellers' find themselves with a bad reputation.
What can we conclude?
Well when I was a child I was impatient. 'Are we nearly there yet?' the rear-passenger chorus line.
When I was a young adult I thought I had arrived and knew everything.
Now I'm getting on I realise that I probably won't change the world but I can make a difference and I don't have to rush.
The philosopher Soren Kierkegaard was right when he said 'Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.'
Which is me finished and left with a day's journey to two school assemblies in an hour's time. Isn't progress great?