The road ahead is furrowed.
The way is wrinkled and rumpled,
scattered with debris.
The road ahead our ancestors walked.
The ruins change but the path
is the same.
Walk gently. Walk for the sake of others,
knowing One walks beside you.
Even the unknown path has been walked before.
All its wanderings, its unknowings,
all its lines and open spaces, the road ahead
is the palm of God’s hand.
Walk in peace, knowing every step,
even wrong ones as you find the way,
is always blessed, always accompanied,
always the journey home.
May 11, 2020