Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.Ever feel lost? In a strange town? Or a strange situation?
It's happened to me - literally AND figuratively.
Not long after I moved to Missouri several years ago, during a long run on a Saturday, I got turned around and two hours later finally figured out where I was. I got to a phone, called home and my wife was kind enough to come get me.
It was bright sunlight, but I might has well been lost in the dark.
When my stroke occurred a few years before my lost-while-running episode, I felt lost in a different kind of dark. Thanks to many people who helped, I found light and, once again, home.
We all run into patches of darkness, times that seem dreary and hopeless. But we can look toward our relationships with God to find that light -and home.
1 comment:
Amen!
jenni from StrokeOfGrace.blogspot.com
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