I recently returned from my annual “Getaway Vacation” with my husband. For the last few years, Rich and I have encountered rather funny escapades while on vacation, many of which I’ve returned home to write about in my blog.
For example, one summer we accidentally ended up in a nudist colony. The July after that we got trapped in a mountain log cabin where Mighty Mouse and his relatives were having a family reunion. On this vacation, I was ready. I had my eyes open, “Ok, Lord, I’m looking for something amusing.” But nothing unusual occurred; however, something precious did.
As I was enjoying my daily walk, I took the wrong turn and “this” lay before me. It’s as if the Lord beckoned, “Pam, hither child, walk ye in it.” Surrounded by 50-foot pine trees, accompanied with the aroma of daisies and bear grass, I proceeded. Somber. Still. Serene.
Psalm 16:11 came to mind -- that the Lord promised He would make known to me the pathway of life. I considered the miracle of God’s intimacy with His people, and that it comes to those who walk the narrow path laid out by Christ.
How blessed we are that God’s sovereign hand orchestrates our way and provides a haven of such beauty! The Father’s path resonates with His passion for us.
It’s a path that illuminates our daily coming and going.
How often we lose sight that God sees what’s ahead. Never will we be without help. Psalm 119:105 comforts – “Your Word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.”
It’s a path that promises hope for tomorrow.
Sometimes we don’t understand how the Holy Spirit is ordering our steps, but we can know that God’s working it together for a higher benefit. Proverbs 15:24 encourages – “God’s path leads upward.”
It’s a path that keeps us steady.
When we encounter fear or worry about a circumstance we can’t fix, we can rest assured that we’ll never be permanently toppled over. Isaiah 26:7 promises, “The path of the righteous is level, smooth, safe.
Sometimes God stops us dead in our tracks and brings heaven to earth, reminding us that in every way and at all times, He is near. In the car. At the kitchen sink. On a walk. I’ve decided next summer (if the Lord wills),
I’m not going to pray, “Lord, give me something comical.” Rather, “Bless me with something profound.”
