The path through the Enchanted Forest is frozen hard. A frequent
trail for tractors and jeeps, the ruts and gouges in the mud give texture and
reassuring traction for the trepidatious walker. Much more concerning, and
slippery, is the frosted, paved road. The smooth surface presents an ice rink
for the unwary.
I wonder if I am less likely to come a cropper when life
serves up a repeat than when I am moving through virgin territory. When I have
previously struggled with an issue or situation, I am aware of the tricky bits.
Some of the scars from previous encounters may even hold me steady. On the
other hand, when I find myself in a new situation, I may mistakenly see a
smooth road ahead, stride out proudly presuming to know my way, and land on my
derriere.
Whichever type of path my life is taking just now, it is so
reassuring to know that Jesus walks with me. And you.
Here in the northeast, it is a glorious winter’s day, sunny
and sharp, clean and clear. Grateful and enjoying the beauty. Thank you, God.
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