Narrow is the Path

Here I compiled pictures from various parts of the hike we took today. I was intrigued by the diverse path. It changed often: limestone, grass, dirt, clay, flowers, pavement, etc. I felt it was a spiritual representation of the journeys we are all on. Here is the pictoral journey of the path I walked today as well as a few words at the end inspired by it:

Here I walk, O Soul,

Here I tread.

My feet walk the grounds set before me,

And my heart will follow if it doesn’t precede.

Each step bears resemblance to a change

In my heart,

And I see the marks of a Savior as I

Rejoice in the Way.

Joy, sweet joy,

I will walk in the path You have prepared,

Lo, though the surroundings may change,

And the path become gravel, sand, clay,

Grass.

Here I trek, here I go.

Lead on, Gracious One,

Beckon me to follow,

I am coming!