This is Day 17. You may read the collective here.
Yesterday was Fear. Tomorrow, I will be reflecting somewhat on Emily Wierenga’s book “Chasing Silhouettes” and Emily’s beautiful story of hope and redemption.
Today, is a new day…and we’re simply Walking.
To wake up and walk.
Oh the joy in the new mercy steps to life.
To take a step away from old and into the hope-filled new.
From the past to the promise-filled present.
Like brick-layers we lay a step, lay- place a foot on the path,
Seal it with the concrete Promise of The Cross
And Prayer. Always.
Fill the holes and cracks, the porous with portions of faith.
Make it steady, make it firm, solid
Soil rich, with Hope
And walking out not alone but with.
With the weary fellow pilgrims.
With the broken, hurting co-laborers.
Alongside a community of sojourners.
Covering in grace, clothing a weary walker in a word.
Bracing her up with the walking stick of prayer,
Carved in words, as wooden vessels of encouragement.
Walk alongside you weary walkers,
Step in tandem with the others.
Bear up the burden of the fellow traveller.
And carry her when she cannot take another step
As the hands and feet of the Water Walker,
Be the hands, the feet of Him. The Christ.
Walk beside, walk behind,
Walk in love, throw out the seeds of hope to find your way along the trail.
From this to that, and here to there
The One Who Walked On Water has walked it all before.
So Brave and Steady you may tread, along the Walking Path of Life.
So Brave and Fear-less you now may run,
Down the road to Truly, Freely Living.
The one that’s mark for You.
14 thoughts on “Walking”
Be the hands and feet of the Water Walker.
I love that phrase.
Never heard that one before.
I see you’ll be reviewing Emily’s book tomorrow. I’ll try to pop by and give a read!
I did a blog post on Emiy’s book also … check it out.
May He lead us all to walk in His imprint today and tomorrow and . . . .
Your photos are lovely, and a great representation of walking the path with the Lord. Beautiful.
Be the hands, the feet of Him….
if all that was ever said of me at the end of this life was “She was the hands and feet of Him” I would know my job was well done…
beautiful write, friend. Love and hugs to you!
So beautiful, Elizabeth. Walking with you in this…
Always good thought provoking posts, thank you.
It is just a daily walking, staying in step or even behind as I follow Him. Thanks for this reminder because I often want to run ahead, Sharon! Beautiful words that soothe my soul. 🙂
Beautiful image of Christ and Christ in us. I keep re-reading, making sure I didn’t miss anything 🙂
Beautiful expression of what it is to walk in hope 🙂
What assurance in this walking metaphor, friend. I love this — “The One Who Walked On Water has walked it all before.” Big exhale for me in this one. The picture of one step in front of another, one moment at a time, joining with fellow travelers, path filled with prayer….yes, this is life.
Ashley, I am grateful for fellow walkers/writers of the heart such as you, sweet one. Oh how I cherish walking with words across this country we do. We couldn’t be farther away, but oh in words and the heart we are shoulder to shoulder. Your support of this art, this craft is something for which I am deeply grateful. Oh how I long to meet IRL.
This was a beautifully refreshing walk through a beautifully refresshing piece of writing. Thank you so much for this breath of fresh air.
what a hope and joy filled picture you painted of walking with Him and with others…I also enjoyed learning more about your story at Nacole’s when you guest posted…keep walking and writing, my friend 🙂 Grateful 🙂