We walk a path sometimes that we have created.
We think and we plan and we’re sure that we have found the way.
And we skip along for awhile, and it’s pleasant for a time and we are happy.
And confident.
In ourselves.
But eventually we find ourselves a bit lost.
A tad confused.
Our surroundings aren’t exactly what we had envisioned.
Our journey is not as serene as we had hoped.
Our eyes well up, and our hearts beat a little faster.
This isn’t our plan.
This isn’t our path.
We are weak and we are weary and we are empty, and that is never what He intended for us to be.
But there before us is a glimmer of hope.
We can barely make it out, but we know it is there.
And whatever it may be…a friend, a word, a truth made clear….it is, in essence,
a Hug from Him.
And while we may still be lost and scared, we realize we are not alone.
We are only on a path He never intended for us to be on.
Sometimes though, He allows us to walk it anyway.
Because He knows that even in those places, He can still meet us there.
And sometimes, it is only in that place, that He is truly able to speak to our hearts in a way we can finally hear.
And learn.
And if we pay attention, in that moment, we can hopefully accept that the plan we had is not working as well as we had hoped.
He promises to fill us.
He promises to lead us.
He promises to protect us.
And He promises us hope.
But we have to be willing, even when we find ourselves lost and broken and afraid, to meet Him in that place….
And accept the Hug he sends us, however it may come.
And then we pick ourselves up, take His hand, and change the course.
Again and again.
Where else do you find such grace and mercy?
© 2011 “Le Musings of Moi”