Stepping Stones

The stones were laid out one by one

Like pure magic

Just follow the stones

Take the path planned a long time ago

Before I was born

I could have laid down the stones myself

I could have planned the path

Many times I did

I tried, I planned

Sometimes it worked out

Other times it zig zagged

Dead ends

Other times I stumbled and fell

Hindered with obstacles

Overwhelming and hard to bear

Surprises that make me go “ahh” in wonder and delight

If we open up our path to the unknowns

Placed carefully before us by God

The master and creator of the universe

Miracles and grace happen