“Those who love your instructions have great peace and do not stumble.”
January did not want to go down without a fight.
It’s windy. It’s wild. It’s whipping snow around like we’re stuck sideways in a really big snow globe.
So of course, Hubby has a plan.
“Let’s go snowshoeing!”
He’s grinning like a boy who just found a really really fat frog that he can stuff down a cute girl’s back.
So we go snowshoeing.
We head into the bush behind our house first. It’s relatively calm in there.
But the snow is deep. Super deep. It’s heavy. And soft.
My glasses are fogging up. I’m trying to follow the tracks Hubby made because it would take twice as much energy to re-break a trail through knee deep snow.
My right foot won’t come forward.
I pause, puzzled.
I try again.
Then, enlightenment. My dog, quagmired in white ‘quicksand’, had wisely chosen to sit on the back of my snowshoe and hitch a ride.
Which knocks her off my snowshoe. Which causes her to make a Herculean effort to get to Hubby (her clear favourite). She sinks past her belly. Flounders. Perseveres. Struggles.
She was bogging down, frustrated, on the point of giving up. Hubby called.
“It’s firmer over here in this snowmobile track! You got this!” And she did.
But it cost her.
A lot of energy. A lot of effort. A whole schwack of determination.
Her issue wasn’t her ability. Her willingness. Her technique. Her heart.
She just had no terra firma. I mean, there was nothing to stand on. It was all loosey-goosey under her feet, so she just couldn’t get any traction.
Which brings me to my point.
I have a feeling the Psalmist doesn’t know much about snowshoeing in a blizzard with a dog on his right foot. But the effect is the same – he is declaring that the peace of God which is dispensed as we read and meditate in and learn to follow the instructions in God’s word is rather like walking on terra firma, steady and confident, plowing forward on the trail.
Altogether unlike my snowshoeing experience earlier.
It is when we are unsure, confused, disillusioned that we end up slopping through a path with no measurable base. It’s like God’s personal directives give stability, structure, and shape to life – which allays fears, battles anxiety, and contributes to peace as we walk through life.
Now, having a good base doesn’t guarantee that the road wont get hard sometimes. That just isn’t real life, and there is no promise of an easy ride.
But having a solid base does help a lot in the stumbling department…
Stick to the path with the solid base with me?
Father, how kind You are to provide us with instructions that help keep our feet steady and our path secure. Teach us to learn Your ways and follow Your leading so that we can walk in peace. Amen.