There are several paths I take in my morning walks
but the one which leads me toward the sunlight is my favorite.
And I think of how HE who is the Light is constantly wooing, calling, drawing me to Him.
And how there are times I run toward HIM, my pace fueled by a desperate need.
And other times, I am like a child caught up in playtime, reluctant to give up what has my attention,
And I say, “I am coming,” while still in place or walk toward HIM with my gaze fixed on what I am leaving behind.
But HIS invitation is never withdrawn and, although gentle, HE is relentless in his wooing,”Come. Walk with ME. Life is better in the light and with the LIGHT.” And I am thankful.