At this point in the year, it's dark when I get ready to leave for work. I go out every morning in the pitch-black to hook my dog up to his lead. As I head back to the house to grab my stuff and go, there's a part of the path that is in the dark. I know that there's not too much space between where the light shines from the kitchen window and where the porch light hits, and I know the path pretty well at this point, so I carefully pick my way along. The thing is that the porch light is motion-activated, so I have to keep moving if I want the light to come on.
It occurred to me that it's much like that with Jesus. There are moments when I can't really see where I'm going and I have to trust that God is with me, and I have to keep moving. It's reassuring to know that God's word is a lamp for my feet and that God is always with me, so I never have to walk alone in the darkness.
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