My Walking Stick

by Morgan


I am walking in the woods.
The Lord is my Walking Stick.
He is Always there when I need Him.
I Depend on Him to get me through the day.
At times I forget about Him,
And try to go it alone.
I never get very far,
And soon find I really do Need Him.
Another man comes along,
I want to show him my Walking Stick
He accepts it and he, too, finds it is easier to walk
And get through the day.
If all would have a Walking Stick
Just like mine,
We’d all make the Narrow Path
Just a bit Wider.


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