Thoughts on the journey in Hawaii Part 2
WednesdayToday Jake and I walked through the petroglyphs trail I saw Jesus heart. The road that we were on was a road which was not the safest for a 20 month old quick boy who occasionally trips to walk on. The road is filled with rocks, some that are like stepping stones, others are just hinderances as you try to keep balanced. It was pretty rough terrain for a small boy, but I thought that he might enjoy all of the small rocks that we could explore. We began our walk down the trail together and as he became more familiar with the road he walked ahead. The times that he did this I looked ahead of him to make sure it was safe, my eyes were always before him. I could forsee any obstacles that may come in his way. There were times when I called out his name to slow down, to be careful, to hold my hand. Many times he obliged my paranoia, my protective nature, other times he continued down the path himself.
Halfway through our adventure, we came upon an area where he needed to hold my hand. He felt as if he did not need my help. I, insisted that he take my hand, and repeated my intentions were merely to protect and help him. He eventually noticed that it was easier to allow me to help him and grudgingly took my hand. Other times, I had to grip his hand furiously in fear that he would escape my grasp...this child, like most children has a mind of his own.
There were other times where I walked alongside of him, I did not know the best way to get through the area we were at so I had him sit down until I could go ahead of him and make sure that he could make it, other times I carried him to make both of us feel better.
All of these heightened experiences on my walk with Jake, I felt as if each word that flowed from my mouth that Jesus was trying to show me that is what he is doing with me at times. It was as if the word came to live as they came out. My words becoming small reminders of my Father's voice.
The clean morning air refreshing to my lungs
I could feel something
Was it you?
The warm winds of the spirit envelop my being
I walked amidst the holiness of this place

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