A Walk

On the way.

A close walk with you, Lord. A bracing walk in the woods, over meadow, through tended yards, back home.

When setting out, do I fear the path? Do I cower in thinking of the garden?

Wherefore then do I worry over the coming days upon days?

The path you have laid out for me winds and winds, and upon me rain may fall for moments.

I start from home; I end at home. Is not the way more noteworthy than the destination?

Let me be on the way.

– from the mountain


Consider:

Can I appreciate my journey today?


Reading:

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”

— Marcel Proust, La Prisonnière

“Where you are is the entry point.” — Kabir, translated by Robert Bly

“I am the way, the truth, and the life.” — John 14:6 (KJV)


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