As I hiked after my husband and daughter the other day, God was teaching me something…
Often, I hike along with Jesus, holding his nail-scarred hand, following his leading. He points out rocks that may be difficult to get over and spots in the trail that may be rough. He warns me of things I need to be aware of through His Word, of sin that may be blocking my progress or lurking just off the path that could be a hinderance.
There have been times where the path has gotten too rough and steep or long and I am unable to face it without His grace. In His grace He lifts me up and carries me through it.
There have also been times when Jesus has carried me so that I can rest when the road has been too long and I get weary of the hike. I can rest on God’s Word and His promises to me.
