woven roads

do I need to follow

a trail, some crumbs

left behind

signposts, reminders

a way back, without

repeating, errors

missteps, sorrows

no

I need footprints

a new road woven

with the ancient paths

by the Master

wiggling my toes

into promises

not yet born

God’s Message yet again: 

“Go stand at the crossroads and look around. 

Ask for directions to the old road, The tried-and-true road. 

Then take it. Discover the right route for your souls. 

Jeremiah 6:16 The Message

this is the way

Your own ears will hear him.

    Right behind you a voice will say,

“This is the way you should go,”

    whether to the right or to the left

Isaiah 30:21 NLT

 

singing with Deidra and the Sunday choir

 

in the clearing

the twisted road finds dark corners

twigs snapping beneath 

the softest of

footfalls, fear 

creeps damp, cold 

the sense of not being 

quite alone, like sweat clinging close 

but this is no

horror story, not

a journey of fear

listen, follow step into the space

around the bend

where light bursts forth

according to plan

at the pub telling stories
in exactly 55 words
 

New steps

 

Rejoice in what has gone before

it made us who we are

but without looking back

take the new steps before you

following no footprints but His

 

Your paths

Show me Your ways, O Lord; 

teach me Your paths. 

Guide me in Your truth and faithfulness 

and teach me, 

for You are the God of my salvation; 

for You [You only and altogether] 

do I wait [expectantly] all the day long.  

Psalm 25:4-5 Amplified

Singing His praises with the Sunday Community at Deidra's

 

I simply follow

Winding hills and flat stretches
without a curve or bump to help mark the time
this path He sets before me
rarely can I see past the next step
this too is by His design
for would I go if I knew what waits for me?
would Paul have risen from that Damascus road
had he understood the trials that would come
walking in obedience to the one he came to know as Lord?

Each day is filled with the expectation of surprise
and yes, sometimes my heart grows weary, worried
when I forget to trust the path’s Creator.

My hand is always within your reach - He whispers
you do not ever need walk alone
and even when you do not feel it
I Am leading you

How then could I ever dream of choosing another road?

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