I journey the narrow path.
I travel like the Samaritan seeking.
Seeking grace and mercy.
In all who pass and all who stop,
I can see the depth and breath of the hand of God. Those who pass let go of the outstretched hand,
and move on to a wider path.
Those who stop grab on tightly to the outstretched hands,
reaching for them,
and in turn help others journey along the narrow way.
As I looked back to the last time I posted, I think of how it's a wonder that I haven't gone completely bonkers. So much has gone on in my life and more is pending and, well, you know... As one of my
Ten days of study leave is long enough to leave you feeling refreshed and ready to go back to all things pastoral. Usually. It is a time for well, studying of course, and a time of spiritual renewal