...of oncoming traffic


I am SOOOOO happy to be back in the company of you, my bloggy-family! I and my kids were in Virginia from the 16th-21st. It was a much needed get-a-way. I forgot that my parents no longer have internet access, therefore, I was without the encouragement of you all. Because of this, I must admit, I did not do well, spiritually, at all.

What I mean is, I am weak. I am at a point in my walk where I can not cross the street alone. Yes, I have been told to look both ways before crossing, cross only at the cross-walk, to keep a steady pace, and to continue to look for oncoming traffic. But 'ya know what, it means nothing to me unless I "see," and then am watched. I need, I have, I crave to be accountable to someone, you, my Christian family; hold my hand and cross the street with me please.

Yes, I am aware that I have to show some initiative and no one can make me do the right thing. It is up to me to make the right choices. But as I said, I am weak and I need help. "Talk me off the ledge," as Treasured Friend says to me sometimes. Help me conquer "peer pressure."

I did quite a bit of jay walking in the past five days. I headed for the cross-walk: I prayed when I woke up and reminded myself to do my daily bible meditation.

Step by step, I began to remember the "activities" planned for the day and decided that I needed to quicken my pace: I began to cross right where I was, without regard to the traffic.

I decided to read an article from my mother's Christian Woman magazine by Gospel Advocate, "This'll do for now," (disclaimer, I really enjoy reading 'Christian Woman magazine, it is an awesome publication, scriptural, informing and encouraging. However, my mistake was allowing that to be my "bible" for the day) : from the left, traffic was coming, but I continued to cross.

A red car blew its horn but I ignored it: I was feeling overwhelmed but figured it was just because I'd planned too much.

A mini-van pulled up, the driver pointed to the cross-walk: I read something in the magazine about fighting some sort of good fight.

A mack-truck started to approach and I just stood there: I went to worship service, but just to say that I went. My mind was wandering off to the plans I'd made with my brother and sister to go to the movies later. Every now and then I would hear the preacher say something, but not enough to get my full attention.

I did not make it to the other side of the street. I stayed in front of the mack-truck. It didn't hit me, but it didn't go around either. I just now, have to decide if I will stop jay-walking.

Pray that I do not get hit by the mack-truck because my attention was not gotten by the red car and mini-van. Pray that I always use the cross-walk and not deviate from it. Just pray as you are led to do.


  1. So good to have you back:)
    I will pray for you.

    Have a blessed day


  2. Remember the Japaneses daycare children walking across the street with the rope with the handles on it. Don't sometime we as christians need that. God holding the beginning of the rope and us holding on to the handles as we cross the street.
    I will be praying my friend.

  3. I'm so glad you're back. And thankful for God's grace to protect you when you were jay-walking. Yeah, I'm so thankful for His grace which protects me, too!
    And, yes. I am praying for you.


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