Just before the dawn breaks open the darkness
The night seems the blackest, the air the coolest.
But really what difference did it make to the day?
It was already breaking forth before anyone could see it.
Stumbling over rocks and brush and twisted debris
I would not think there was a way out of those woods . . .
Only the squirrels knew where the last canopy reached:
It was already marking the clearing before I could see it.
The shiny reflection on the pavement up ahead
When travelling along the road at high speeds
Suggests water on the horizon but alas, it is not to be
It was already stretching out forming a new illusion to see.
Things just aren’t what they seem along the darkest trails of our lives
Yet we pretend we know what is to come from the markings underfoot
Better to trust in the love of the One who sets us free to explore these
He is already there with adventures in-hand if we but open our hearts, widen our gaze, and keep walking ever nearer to Thee.
For He will never leave us, forsake us, forget us, deny us you see
Jesus loves us, precious in His sight and placed perfectly in the Father’s timely gifts
And the places He wants us to go will yield more good than that we ever could foresee
Oh how it will simply make more sense in the clearing someday under the sunshine beyond . . .
For now I am just going to keep walking. Gentle Reader: care to join me? JJ