In Their Footsteps

 

 

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1 Peter 2:9-10, 21

But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 10 Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.

21 To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps.

Last month we moved to my hometown.  The place where I was born, learned how to ride a bike, played kickball in the street, sang in the children’s choir at church, went to school from kindergarten through high school and lived my life for 23 years.  It has been a crazy whirlwind of activity since moving back and not a whole lot of thought put into the realization of where I am.  Yesterday I drove down to the City Building to pay my utility bill.  Just before getting out of the car I stopped all of my motion and thoughts of the million things I needed to do and I really looked at the building I was about to enter.  I noticed the war memorial right beside the City Building that has been there as long as I can remember but I have never given it much thought.  I got out of the car and walked over to the memorial and began to read some of the names.  Two of my uncles names are on the memorial.  I know that my grandmother played a part in the creation of that memorial.  It made me start to think of who I am, my roots, those who have gone before me.

You know how it is when you visit a historical landmark or building and you think of whose footsteps have passed that way before you?  Like going to Mount Vernon, walking up the stairs and thinking that you are using the same handrail that George Washington used?  Walking up the stairs of the City Building yesterday I thought of how my Mom, Dad, grandparents, uncles, aunts, etc. have all walked up those very steps.  I thought of the fact that they are a part of me and I am a part of them and my feet are stepping where their feet stepped years before me.  I am remembering my history, my life, that my family is rooted in this community, I am a part of something much bigger than just myself.  Gave me goosebumps because I knew that God was talking to me right then in those footsteps.

But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God’s special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. 10 Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.

21 To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps.

We have been chosen by God Almighty to be a part of His family.  We are a part of Him and He is a part of us.  We are called to walk in His way and follow in His steps.  Goosebumps!  We are called to step where He has stepped, to love as He has loved, to heal as He has healed, to pray as He has prayed, to live as He has lived.

Follow In His Steps,

Kay

4 thoughts on “In Their Footsteps

  1. To be home again after so much time has past, and then it may feel like you never have left or been away. My experience was much shorter I went away to the Army and looking back now for a very short time. But we had changed as all things do with the passing of time. My hope for you is that you will enjoy your situation and be glade of the choices you have made. Most people realize that in that sense you can’t back. But home is where your heart is. Bruce

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