A WEARY TRAVELER
It’s the understanding that I am indeed free that grants me peace to know it is possible to live above the struggles of this flesh. It’s knowing that even shackles and persecution can’t rob the peace and joy I have in You.
It’s knowing that I have found favor in you. It’s confidence that sometimes lulls me into mediocrity or wrong choices. That understanding fuels my free spirit to wander into dangerous places, to take risks, to live as though I have indestructible armor that envelopes my body and soul.
These things flow through my body and set it at ease, gently whispering the wonder of your power and love as music to my soul. It’s not the things of this world made by the hands of men that I find treasure or comfort in. I’ve learned the wonderful gifts of this earth supplied by You can be turned into idols; the idols that have graduated from statues to houses, buildings, and cars.
The beautiful cut and polished stone from your creation flashes brilliant under your radiant sun, it declares the majesty of your creation. It can seduce even the strong among us. Often we chase after your creation instead of you.
In this state of mind is where we find the words of the foolish, polished like the stone, waxing poetic in the ears of the deaf. Holding up those as gifts to the world that should be torn down and cast from among when taken with the wrong perspective.
It’s knowing the lost world celebrates in it’s deaf and blindness, while I can walk in the meadow and see the honesty and truth of your creation, gently leading me with a whisper as a song unto my soul.
Though I will struggle in turmoil of this life, I will seek you. When death surrounds me my eyes and voice will be lifted up. Despite the fallen world, I’ll look past the nature of it, in spite of the horrid acts of human nature, the death and suffering, the rust of the human condition, my soul will reach for you even in the midst of my tribulation.
The season of rain may soak me till numb and nearly drowned, the sun may bake me in hot anguish, tears will find their way from my heart back into the earth, but none of it may keep You from whispering gently to my soul, lifting my spirit in the song of my life.
The world’s word may attack my soul, yet Your word is written in my heart, spreading from it as armor against the lies and deceit of a world bent on the destruction of themselves.
When I find myself in the winter storm of my lessons, I’ll reach for warmth as I think of You. When I’m in need of the basic necessities of life, I’ll take refuge and thanks in the provision You’ve chosen for me in those days.
As I crouch and turn my back on the bitter cold, I’ll see your hand and know that You are gently whispering the song of strength to my weary soul. I know You’ll be there in all the seasons of my life, calling and guiding me. Pushing and protecting me, loving me despite all my shortcomings. Cherishing the souls You created, looking upon the weaknesses and yet being able to gaze upon our sin due to Your sacrifice of love for us.
It is knowing when the wind and rain, snow and pain, sun and strain have finally taken it’s toll on my body and mind, You will pull back the elements of this earth and allow me to walk upon them as I make my way home to You.
The place I was born to be.
You will welcome yet another weary traveler home…
April
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 7:53 am
It’s simply beautiful
Floyd
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 10:28 am
Thanks April, I appreciate the support.
Amy Nabors
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 9:05 am
Just beautiful.
Floyd
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 10:31 am
Thank you Amy.
Jason Stasyszen
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 10:34 am
He makes all the difference, in this life and through eternity. Thanks Floyd.
Floyd
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 5:41 pm
Amen Jason. Thank you.
bill (cycleguy)
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 1:28 pm
I confess there are days that I look forward to that more than others. Thanks for a beautiful piece on traveling.
Floyd
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 5:42 pm
Thanks Bill, God be with you this weekend.
Hazel
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 6:24 pm
When it is cold, He caresses me with a warm blanket of his Love and lets me know that I am forgiven, special and cared for. He sees my meanness and orneriness but loves me any way. He teaches me to respect, to honor and how to give in when I desire my own way. He know I am not perfect, but He is perfect and he lends me his perfection.
Floyd
Saturday, December 10, 2011 @ 8:44 am
Sounds good. We’re on the same page for sure. Thanks Hazel.
Danelle
Friday, December 9, 2011 @ 8:42 pm
I love this.
Have you ever read “Spiritual Rhythms” by Mark Buchanan?
It is wonderful. The book walks you through the seasons we go through, over and over, walking with Jesus in the short mist of our life.
I think you would love it.
Floyd
Saturday, December 10, 2011 @ 8:46 am
Thanks Danelle. No, I haven’t read that book, I’ll keep an eye out for it.
Chuck Allen
Saturday, December 10, 2011 @ 10:06 am
Beautifully written, Floyd! A great encouragement to your fellow travelers.
Floyd
Saturday, December 10, 2011 @ 11:15 am
Thanks Chuck, it’s nice to know I share the journey with my family of Christ… Pass the biscuits!
Audra Krell
Sunday, December 11, 2011 @ 9:19 am
Your best writing yet, and it’s not a coincidence that you’re so focused on the beauty of the King. I love the part about the rain may soak us until we nearly drown, but still God will sing over us. Really glorious Floyd, especially this time of year.
Floyd
Sunday, December 11, 2011 @ 10:13 am
Thank you Audra. A rare seeking moment for me I think.
Nancy
Monday, December 12, 2011 @ 11:18 pm
God’s character and His spiritual principles really DO pressurize us from within.
No one can take that away. In fact, they become part of our prayer-armor and help get us through the times when we are pressed upon. In this world we will have tribulation, but we can cheer-up! Jesus let us know that HE has overcome the world. It’s nice to know that HE’s not about to leave us to deliver ourselves! Our peace, then, is not as this world gives, but Divinely inspired so we can “walk on those beggarly elements” of this life! Thankfulness is truly the key! Bravo Floyd!
Floyd
Tuesday, December 13, 2011 @ 7:01 am
Wow, that was well said Nancy. Thanks for the addition and wisdom. “Beggarly elements.” Nice.