I couldn't have asked for a better vacation. The weather was perfect -- low humidity, cool evenings and mornings, warm, bright afternoons. People ask me what my plans are, or where I'm going; I'm not ashamed to say, "I'm staying home and doing nothing." Scott has created such a beautiful home for us -- inside and out. And rarely does my vacation wind up being "nothing;" we always find some new project, and usually run out of time to do everything we'd like -- even if it is just to stay up past 8PM!
On one of my early morning walks with the dogs I experienced one of those "happy-to-be-alive" moments. The air was clean and cool, the grass -- freshly mowed, was thick and damp and fragrant, and the sun was like life and healing on my face. God's blessings saturated my soul and everything around me. I began to pray as I walked. Before I realized it, I was almost home. It seemed like only minutes before I was leaving our house, legs aching, determined I was only going half the way today. As I thanked God for "being my legs" and carrying me the full course, I remembered Isaiah 40:31 --
"But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint."
As surely as God had placed one foot in front of the other throughout our walk, as confidently and effortlessly as I took one step after the other, is the way in which He carries us through our good days and bad. I never questioned whether the ground under my feet would be there; I never worried my legs would not support me; it's one of life's certainties. As I walked I had this picture of my journey through life. Of a relationship with Jesus so close, so assured, so trusting that I never consider being left unsupported, or with no sure place to put my feet. I pictured taking each day, each step, each breath with Jesus, just as confidently and effortlessly as I took my steps through the wet grass. I know Jesus pictures that too -- if only I am willing to keep my heart and mind staid on Him.
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