"Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path."
Plodding along this path I'm on, feeling my way through the darkness, my eyes strain to see signs, signals, anything that lends meaning to the maze, any reassurance that I'm on the right track and headed in the direction of Home.
The way seems winding and endless at times, looming beyond my limited scope, underscoring my smallness in the scheme of things...
That's when the gentle reminder comes...I am sheep, and not Shepherd, follower, not Forerunner. My feet have but to follow in Your footsteps...
If my eyes can see You, then I see far enough.
"He made His own people go forth like sheep, and guided them in the wilderness like a flock; He led them on safely, so that they did not fear...He shepherded them according to the integrity of His heart, and guided them by the skillfulness of His hands."