For the past 8-10 months, there has been a couple walking through our neighborhood.
When I first started seeing them, the husband, they are in their early-60's, was pushing his wife in a wheelchair, she barely able to hold her head up.
After a number of weeks, he would push the wheelchair, and she would ever so slowly, walk beside him holding his arm.
And then in the weeks following, she would push her wheelchair, but still walking slowly, her husband so close, you were not able to see where his arm ended, and hers began.
I would see these folks many times a week, always moving slowly. Him, her steadiness. You saw it in her eyes, how much she depended on him.
Soon, they were walking together. She started looking up and around while walking, instead of looking down, making sure her footing was steady.
Today, I saw them again. Hand in hand, both of them stopping here and there, pointing at a bird in the tree or the brightly colored azaleas in bloom. She looked bright and happy, well. He too looked relaxed, savoring this beautiful Spring day.
This is obviously an incredible picture of marriage, but also I can't help but see a picture of Christ.
How when we spiritually become ill, broken, or almost lose our lives, He is with us every step of the way. Guiding us, helping us keep a firm footing.
Psalm 119:105 Your Word is a lamp to my feet, a light on my path.
But we have to go to Him. Are you broken? He is there. Ready to walk with you, through the healing.
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