We took a two-hour nature hike the other day. It was gorgeous but tough, too. At times it seemed like the trail must end at the top of a hill or at a rock face—but we had confidence it would continue and it would be okay. Why?
1) This trail was designed and maintained (to some degree) by a reputable resort.
2) We could see the footprints of others who had gone that way recently. In fact, we’d gotten a recommendation of that trail from friends who were just leaving as we arrived.
3) My husband was with me, to give me a hand in the more treacherous places.
The spiritual applications should be obvious.
And as we went, a song kept cycling through my head:
Footprints of Jesus
Sweetly, Lord, have we heard Thee calling,
Come, follow Me!
And we see where Thy footprints falling
Lead us to Thee.
Footprints of Jesus,
That make the pathway glow;
We will follow the steps of Jesus
Where’er they go.
Then at last when on high He sees us,
Our journey done,
We will rest where the steps of Jesus
End at His throne.