Susan LaffertyShepherd feet make paths. Up hills and through fields. As shepherds do what shepherds do.
Tending flocks. And keeping watch. Under sun and stars and moon. Alert for thieves and predators. Protecting the sheep.
And little do they know. Their ordinary feet are about to change. Into the extraordinary.
Beautiful feet.
A place called Marah. “Bitter.”
Men, women, and children trudge through wilderness. After Egypt. After walking between walls of sea. After escaping the enemy.
But now. On the other side. There’s no water anywhere.
Until they reach Marah.
And they find it so. The water, that is.
Bitter.
After Christmas song and celebration. Days before a new year dawns.
Welcome stillness. In your chair. On a porch. In the woods. At a coffee shop.
And take time for remembrance.
Practice a simple scroll through the past year’s calendar. Or go on a longer walk through your journals.
Wait. Listen.
