I tend to stick with the familiar. I’m old-fashioned that way–when it works, don’t change it.  So when the Lord beckoned me on a different path in my daily walk with Him the other day, I felt a little shaky. Unsettled. Nervous.

“You want me to do what?” I whispered.  But there was no mistake–I know His voice and He knows that I do…

What else could I do but follow His lead?

The path was rough, and I had to be careful where I placed my foot, one step at a time.  The path went uphill for a long, long time. It got quite narrow, and steeper still, and I found my breathing becoming difficult at times.  Sweat poured down my face.  “Really, Lord?”


So I kept going.  Until I came to a rickety old bridge.

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Not quite sure that I would make it across without falling through.

“Really, Lord?”


What else could I do but follow His lead?

And then I saw it.

A waterfall. Breathtakingly beautiful.  A song for my soul, liquid gold for my heart.

I drank its beauty through and through.  “Wow, Lord,” I whispered.

“I know. You are welcome.”

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#483 An email from an old friend

#482  My warm plaid blanket on the bed

#481 Ideas how to let my kids know I love them 

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