The journey of life is perpetual. Every stop is a start in the right direction.
The children of Israel made forty-two stops and encampments in the wilderness, from the slavery of Egypt to the plains on the border of the Promised Land. The borders of the Holy Land are herein inscribed. The Cities of Refuge, shielding the mistakes one makes, are safe havens in a dangerous world. When a land is divided by the Divine it is truly united as one; when tribes are divide by Heaven, they may gel together in true unison. These are the journeys of life. Safe travels.