Poem: Walk with God

Walk with God through morning dew,
When skies are soft and hope feels new.
Before the noise, before the race,
Let stillness wrap you in His grace.

Step by step, through joy or pain,
Through sunlit fields or shadowed rain,
His presence walks, both near and wide,
Not just ahead—but at your side.

Not every road will show its end,
Nor every wound will swiftly mend.
But faith is not a map well drawn—
It’s walking still, when sight is gone.

He speaks in wind, in flame, in stone,
And when you feel the most alone,
The silence may be love’s disguise—
A whispered truth, a soul made wise.

So walk with God—not just in prayer,
But in the moments unaware.
In every task, in every breath,
Through life, through loss, through even death.

For paths may twist and mountains sway,
But those who walk with God won’t stray.
Each step becomes a sacred trod—
A life, a love, a walk with God.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie