Walking Out

The jetty stretched out in front of me, so far out that I could not see the end. If I had to walk down there what would I find at the end? All around it was the sea, yes, today it was calm and beautiful but I knew that there would be days when it would be whipped up into mountains of water that could wash me off and sweep me away into the darkness of death.

It stretched out like my life is before me. I cannot stand at the beginning, time will not let me. Time is pushing me forward, it’s an unseen force. I will have go on for as long as that jetty has planks to walk on. I cannot see the end, I have no idea how long it is or how long the journey would take but what I do know is that there is an end out there somewhere in the distance. As I surveyed the journey I could see there was a railing but it was only on one side. What if I was pushed to the other side there would be nothing there to stop me from falling over the side. I could cling to the rail but would that keep me safe or just slow me down? Would there be room for me there with all the others on the same journey.

The voice of God says "In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength." - Isaiah 30:15. Walk on out says my Lord, this is the way I want you to go. Step out with confidence, walk tall for me. With each step there will be things to do, people to talk to, encouragement to give; I will be with you all the way. “Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.” John 14:1. Come on; walk with me I hear Jesus say.