“But Jacob said to [Esau], ‘My lord knows that the children are tender and that I must care for the ewes and cows that are nursing their young….So let my lord go on ahead of his servant, while I move along slowly at the pace of the flocks and herds before me and the pace of the children, until I come to my lord in Seir.’” --Genesis 33:13&14
One rainy spring I slipped at the top of our porch steps and bounced all the way down on my tailbone. Fortunately I didn’t break anything, but the muscles around my sacrum were stiff and sore for a few days. It was difficult and painful to walk. Nevertheless, I had to walk Lexi. We hobbled, actually. Usually I’m a brisk walker. Lexi is used to setting a fast pace and I keep up with her. But after my fall, I couldn’t do more than plod along. Lexi had to adapt her pace to mine. She had to walk with me. Sometimes when we walk with God, all we can do is plod along. Maybe some pain or difficulty slows us down. God will adapt his pace. Like Jacob, who declared that he couldn’t travel any faster than the pace of his children, God understands that he can’t hurry us along. He will stay with us for the journey, however slowly we make our way. God walks with us.
Dear God, Thank you for adapting your pace to mine, no matter how slowly I’m walking in faith. Amen