February 18
The Slippery Walk
Uphold my steps in Your paths, that my footsteps may not slip … Show Your marvelous loving kindness by Your right hand, O You who save those who trust in You….
Psalm 17:5, 7 (NKJV)
A couple weeks back we had snow then it warmed up and melted only to refreeze overnight. The next day looked perfect—a clear sky, bright sunshine, and that fresh, invigorating air. Ah, yes, perfect—except for the streets and sidewalks covered with ice!
The schools did the wise thing of course; they delayed arrivals for two hours. Initially, my two younger boys cheered, and then as the delay expired, they insisted I walk them to school. I love these boys, and sometimes it is hard to say no—besides this had the makings of an adventure. So, I agreed.
We started our three-block expedition heading uphill … on ice. On some of the more treacherous stretches, we held hands and went slow trying to decide whether to steer left or right, on the sidewalk or off. We kept our heads down, craned our necks and toe-tapped the clear ice. On easier footing, we ran and slid, laughing at each other’s boot-skating bravado.
In a short while we arrived at school safe and on time, the boys quick to run inside the warm building. On the way back, I reflected on the simple joy of walking together, holding hands, and sharing the adventure. It jogged my thinking. Doesn’t God want to share our daily adventures, walk beside us, and hold our hands too? Since I know He does, I think I’ll extend the invitation. How about you?
Lord, forgive me for not inviting You into my life. Draw me close, Lord. Hold my hand and guide my steps today. Amen.
The Slippery Walk
Uphold my steps in Your paths, that my footsteps may not slip … Show Your marvelous loving kindness by Your right hand, O You who save those who trust in You….
Psalm 17:5, 7 (NKJV)
A couple weeks back we had snow then it warmed up and melted only to refreeze overnight. The next day looked perfect—a clear sky, bright sunshine, and that fresh, invigorating air. Ah, yes, perfect—except for the streets and sidewalks covered with ice!
The schools did the wise thing of course; they delayed arrivals for two hours. Initially, my two younger boys cheered, and then as the delay expired, they insisted I walk them to school. I love these boys, and sometimes it is hard to say no—besides this had the makings of an adventure. So, I agreed.
We started our three-block expedition heading uphill … on ice. On some of the more treacherous stretches, we held hands and went slow trying to decide whether to steer left or right, on the sidewalk or off. We kept our heads down, craned our necks and toe-tapped the clear ice. On easier footing, we ran and slid, laughing at each other’s boot-skating bravado.
In a short while we arrived at school safe and on time, the boys quick to run inside the warm building. On the way back, I reflected on the simple joy of walking together, holding hands, and sharing the adventure. It jogged my thinking. Doesn’t God want to share our daily adventures, walk beside us, and hold our hands too? Since I know He does, I think I’ll extend the invitation. How about you?
Lord, forgive me for not inviting You into my life. Draw me close, Lord. Hold my hand and guide my steps today. Amen.
posted by Craig Soderquist at 2:56 PM
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