David didn’t ask to be delivered OUT of the way of the hard stuff, but to be led IN the right way IN the midst of the hard stuff. “Make Your way straight before me” doesn’t sound like David was asking for a detour around the situation, but a straight way through it.
Every autumn when we were young, when the leaves were vibrantly colored and the mountain air was crisp in my home state of West Virginia, Dad would set aside a Sunday afternoon for our annual long trek through the woods. I’m sure that Mary Beth, John, Jan, and Kathryn remember that special tradition as well. Dad would take us up in the woods behind our old house in the Elmore addition and off we would all go, following Dad as he led us on the road or the path through the trees. Dad worked six days a week, so I know it was a sacrifice of his time to take us on this outing. He would point out the various trees by name, telling us interesting facts about each species. He would stop and tell us to be very quiet as we listened to the forest sounds around us. We…
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Patty, this is amazing! May I repost this on my blog? Cecilia of Thy Word My Thoughts
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I would be honored, Cecilia. Thank you.
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Your post spoke to my heart. Thank you for sharing a beautiful story with spiritual insights.
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Thank you for reading!
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