The Walk
It’s not just the walk that I strive to do everyday . . . it’s my walk. The hymn comes to mind, “Just a Closer Walk With Thee.” For the two miles and however long it takes, I have a chance to spend visiting with God. I think on times past, the now and the future.
Reflecting can’t change anything that has been done. My best bet is that in reflecting, I may avoid doing some of the same things that caused me to stumble then and enhance the things that were a positive in my life in times ago.
Taking full advantage of today and all it brings forth is such a gift. The gift may bring tears of hurts. The gift may bring tears of humility. The gift may bring tears of joy. It is a gift of perhaps new opportunities I do not want to waste. It’s my gift for today and I take it gladly with the prayer that I have many more such gifts allowing for personal improvements as well. As Lena would tell me when she was getting on in years, “I can still look for signs of improvement in you.” Yes, Mom, I can still hear you.
The future can seem so daunting. It can bring fear. It can bring worry. Those two items are the hardest to tell the Lord to do what he thinks is best for me and for my loved ones. At the age I am, I still struggle in allowing him to take it as his own. He is there 24/7. I, on the other hand, need a good night’s rest. As I don’t have a bucket list, each day becomes my future. I always pray that I do with it, the best that I can within my power. This I pray Lord, in Your name. Amen.