Thursday, November 28, 2013

Following Grandpas Footsteps

        Down a Missouri back road, about a mile from Stockton lake is my grandpas     farm. I had been to grandpa’s farm before and toured it to an extent, but since I was last there he had bought neighboring acreage so there was new territory to explore!

  We set out Wednesday afternoon venturing through gates, woods, and creeks. One must be careful when trekking across this unfamiliar terrain. I made it a point to follow in grandpa’s footsteps and when doing so, it gave me security because I didn't have to look down at where I was stepping as often and could look up and enjoy the scenery.
     

  This got me thinking about my walk with God because more often than not, I do not know where God wants me to walk. And, if I do know God’s direction for me, I’m unaware of the obstacles I will face along the way. So, it's much simpler to follow God’s footsteps because in my humanity, I wouldn't understand how I could reach the point he wanted me to due to all the obstacles I would face along the way. Walking with God is just as simple as walking with grandpa and trusting his leading.  (Matthew 4:19 "Follow me") 
    

  Later in the week I visited my grandpa on my mom’s side of the family. His farm too is down a gravel back road of Missouri. Throughout my younger years, I've spent more time with this grandpa and have naturally drawn closer to him.  And, he's lived on the same farm all of my life, so I am very familiar with this land having spent a lot of time there. It's a place I can vividly see in my imagination and tell stories of certain meaningful locations. I’ve laughed there, played, cried and discovered.  There are many memories in grandpa’s shop of me tinkering with wood scraps and attempting to build miniature models of the high quality cabinets I'd seen him build for years. 
               

  Even though I'd spent more time on this farm and grew to know it better, it would still be foolish of me to go out by myself and try to find my way around, especially when I could have my grandpa, who I want to spend time with anyway, with me who’s lived on the farm 20 plus years and knows his land.
   

  No matter how familiar I get with the path I'm walking on, my heart still desires to be walking with God.  When walking with him, the path ahead may not always be an easy one, but if he walks before me I know everything I face along the way is for a reason. Obstacles along the way won't defeat me, because it’s not just me in this journey, It’s “we”, God and I. 
   

    It's always much simpler for me to understand the things of God in a physical aspect, He of course knows this which is why he robed himself in flesh and dwelt among us so we could understand him and he could understand what we face. (John 1:14)
 He wants to dwell in us and direct our paths.    (John 6:56 He that eateth of my flesh, and drinketh of my blood, dwelleth in me, and I in him)
               

  I'm going to continue physically walking in my grandpas footsteps and spiritually walking in The Lord's.