Sometimes I feel
like I'm walking
on a desert path
on a moonless night
with no lantern
and no cell phone.
It's slow going, lest I stumble smack into a teddy bear cholla or a prickly pear cactus.
And then there's the eerie coyote howls off in the distance that send chills up and down my spine.
What if there are two?
What if three?
What if three?
Do I wave my arms wildly and holler?
Do I run the other way?
Do I drop and play dead on the desert floor?
Who could I talk to who's been there, done that?
Can I Google it and come up with anything actually helpful?
There's a wonderful song by Ira Forest Stanphill that has become very close to my heart:
I don't know about tomorrow;
I just live from day to day.
I don't borrow from its sunshine
For its skies may turn to grey.
I don't worry o'er the future,
For I know what Jesus said.
And today I'll walk beside Him,
For He knows what is ahead.
Many things about tomorrow
I don't seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand.
Not to say I've managed to implement everything from this song into my life, but it gives me goals - like trying not to worry about tomorrow, or like have confidence that He's always with me, and I'm not alone in this.
To be continued...
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