Every Friday Miss "I he'p you" comes to my house...
This past Friday, as we headed upstairs so she could 'he'p' make the beds and vacuum
I asked her at the foot of the stairs, 'are you going to walk ahead of me or behind me?' and she replied without an instant's hesitation,
'I going to walk beside you'...
What joy this walk of life will be
If we with meekness recognize
Then cut our footsteps down to size
Then we will not run on ahead
While others lag, beg, broken, tried
But we will pace our race instead
To walk life’s journey side by side
© Janet Martin
He has told you, O man, what is good;
And what does the LORD require of you
But to do justice, to love kindness,
And to walk humbly with your God?