There’s a song we sing in my church called, “I’ll Walk with You.” After Lydia was born it took me months to be able to sing it without breaking down in tears. Reason being I always saw myself as the walker, not the walked-with… But of course we all need to be walked with at one time or another. These days, I find myself often thinking about the words & their weighty import. Who walks with our family? Everyone, I hope. So… with whom do I walk?—Walk like it’s an action word, not just a song. Who have I failed to see? How can I be better? *** I can’t help but think that this will be more than a song to my boys. They’ll live it all their lives, and hopefully this early training will give them better eyes & feet & hearts at a younger age. Better than mine at their age. MLK said “injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” How personal that is now. How heavy the implications. I think about it a lot.
If you don’t walk as most people do,
Some people walk away from you,
But I won’t! I won’t!
If you don’t talk as most people do,
Some people talk and laugh at you,
But I won’t! I won’t!
I’ll walk with you. I’ll talk with you.
That’s how I’ll show my love for you.
Jesus walked away from none.
He gave his love to ev’ryone.
So I will! I will!
Jesus blessed all he could see,
Then turned and said, “Come, follow me.”
And I will! I will!
I will! I will!
I’ll walk with you. I’ll talk with you.
That’s how I’ll show my love for you.
