I don't consider my walk along the path a walk toward God, a phrase many today are inclined to use-especially "new age" thinkers. I consider it a walk with God. I have already found God through His Son, Jesus Christ. I don't have to travel the path searching for the end of the trail. I need only look for the trail markers to tell me which way to go as I travel along. What a feeling! Knowing that I don't have to find enlightenment along the way, knowing that I don't have to venture off onto unmarked trails to see if that will get me to where I want to go or bring me happiness. What an honor and a privilege it is to walk with God! To simply know His love, His peace, His joy, His protection.
What a joy it is to wake up each morning and know that I am on His mind, even if He is not on mine. What an honor it is to meet Him at the trail-head and simply walk along with Him as He talks to me. He walks with me so I can walk with Him. He talks to me so that I can talk to Him. He guides me. He protects me. He strengthens me. He nourishes my soul.
When we hike, Brian takes the lead. The dogs follow, and I bring up the rear. We generally have a purpose (exercise for all of us and tiring out the dogs!) and a destination. We hike hard. I don't mean we hike difficult trails. Sometimes we do that. What I mean is that we hike with determination. We go at a "good clip," as Brian calls it. We don't meander or stroll. We enjoy the woods, we enjoy the smells, sounds and sights of nature and wildlife (except for the brief encounter with Black Bear, P.I.), but we don't stop to take mushroom samples and examine fern fronds.
"Look at all of this that I've created!" He spreads out his hands to reveal the tapestry of creation to me, then turns to me and smiles. "How much more wonderful are you to me!" Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap; they have no storeroom or barn, yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! (Luke 12:24).
"You are my child, my daughter, my princess," He tells me. And we converse. Before we know it, we have walked the loop, and are back to the trail-head. How much time has passed, I know not. Once I stilled my heart, I lost all track of time as I know it.
May we never tire of walking with God. May we never get "used to it." May we never lose our awe that God walks with us because He wants to. Because He loves us and wants to spend time with us. May we always be willing to slow down and not get ahead of Him on the path. May we heed his voice when we hear him calling us to the trail-head and marvel with him when he exclaims, "How much more valuable you are than birds!"
Blessings Along the Path,
Song of the Day--for all you hymn lovers! But you saw that one coming, didn't you?!
A little sidebar: Did you know that God's first name is Andy? That's right...Andy walks with me, Andy talks with me, Andy says that I am his own.