Jogging down the road. Thud, thud, thud, thud; the sound of feet on the ground. No cars; the house far behind. Breathe in and out; arms swing. Alone with the road and the running.
If I stumble, who will see it? If I fall, who will help? If I tire, I am still far from home. If I walk or if I run, the distance is the same.
But God is with us. His presence is no weight. He lets us choose our own course, our own pace. And if we let Him, He will guide our steps and remove the rocks from the path.
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