Leave the muddy paths...

...and follow Him along the path less travelled.

Mud. Just so much of it. In fields, clinging to the dogs' undercarriages, stuck to my boots, splodged up the backs of my legs. And mud travels. Like germs it finds its way into your home despite your best efforts to contain it.

Even after boots have been removed and left outdoors and dogs' aforementioned undercarriages unceremoniously wiped down, we find it bespattered up the kitchen cabinets, gathering under the rug in the living room and just being generally gritty on the sofa. How to avoid the muddy miry places? Today I took the path less travelled, through the long grass and the scrubland, away from the well mulched soil of myriad wellington boots and horses hooves. It made me think about the narrow path. Where there is just you pursuing Him. You don't always know where you are going or where you will come out or how hard the going will be. But you are not in the mud. Your feet are not slipping and sliding in the miry clay of the broad and well used path. You are not accumulating what my husband would call 'clart' on boots to weigh down your legs and have to be chipped off later...

I sense this is a season where the Lord is calling his beloved to 'Come away with Me'; to leave the muddiness of the broad way and to follow Him along unfamiliar and untrodden pathways. You may not know where you are going but know for sure you will find LIFE as you journey with Him there.

Will you say yes?

Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it. Matthew 7:13-14

My beloved calls to me ...... Come away with me, my beautiful one. Song of Songs 2:10