taking a walk on the trail
my son chases him
I am seeking Your glory Lord
I am seeking to find
Your way, Your will, Your path for me
I seek Your face and Your holiness
I seek the better way
For thus far my path has been fraught
With thistles thorns, puddles and plagues
I have slipped into deep dark holes
Only to find my way back out by Your light
Your shining light, ever breaking through the darkness
As I sat wet, cold and shivering
Your fire came into my soul
And lit me up
I was warm, comforted and unafraid
I found a rock, a solid place on which to stand
The demons of the night bother me no more
You have closed my ears to their cries
I am filled with Your love for me
And I will trample the scorpions
Onward I go until I meet my journey’s end
I’m seeking the path that the Lord would have me follow. I think I’ve found it for now. How are you doing?
I hope you do more than limp through your weekend, I hope you skip through it!
Do you sometimes stumble along a trail you thought was smooth?
I remember watching the big kids walk across the playground when I was in grade school, and being mesmerized. I didn’t realize just how young a high schooler was.
I remember wondering if I would get that big.
It’s an interesting experience to watch my son, and know he is thinking those same thoughts.