Walk with me.

Today, I am tired.

As some of you may know, I am a homeschooling mom. I also do architectural design and run an Amazon Hub. I write because it brings me joy to create something that inspires. I also believe it is my calling.

But this week, in perpetual adoration, as I knelt before the Blessed Sacrament, I felt tired.

There are so many things I want to do.

Finish STOLEN.

Finish CALLED.

Build an app to create a home for writers, readers, and industry pros. (Yes, I really am working to build an app of all things. lol.)

Help my child with dyslexia learn to read confidently.

Teach teens to tell the stories they are called to write (in my homeschool group).

There are so many things I want to do.

And yet, as I knelt, what I heard was, “Walk with me.”

And I thought, “Walk? Ohhhhhhh.

”Yes. Walk. With Him.

God asks much of those He has given much.

But all He asks is that we walk.

One foot, one day, at a time.

Most days I feel like I’m running. Much like Peter, He calls and I jump.

I do believe there is virtue in that willingness to go.

But I need to remember that He sets the pace.

I do feel like I am running out of time.

I find a new gray hair every day, it seems.

Gravity is having an effect on my body.

Wrinkles.

Need I say more?

And it feels urgent.

To create.

To organize.

To write.

To encourage.

Because my time on this earth is short.

It’s running out.

And I feel keenly, painfully, aware of it.

Every day.

But still, today, I choose to walk.

Not run. With Him.

My friend, I hope you are well.

I hope you live today in step with the One who loves at all times, at all costs.

I hope you will walk, content to see His footsteps beside you.

Love and prayers,

Verity