The Next Step

Hear the voice of my supplications when I cry to You for help, When I lift up my hands toward Your holy sanctuary. (Ps 28:2)

She met the White-Robed Man as a student in college and put her faith and trust in Him. The White-Robed Man would supply all her needs and all her wants which lined up with His will. He promised to be with her on her journey in this life.

She waited patiently for a helpmate, one who would also trust in Him. The two together with the White-Robed Man to lead and guide would be a fruitful and wonderful journey. Two is great but three is divine. The White-Robed Man provided and their life, the journey, began.

They walked along the shore with their footprints quietly leaving behind a trail of carefully planned steps. Each one ordered and blessed by the White-Robed Man. Along the way, they found a rock. The rock brought them great joy and they held the rock tightly in their held hands and continued on their way. The White-Robed Man walking lovingly beside them gently holding them up knowing that soon a storm would arise. It was a storm only He could get them through.

They continued on their journey and there in the sand were 2 more rocks – little pebbles actually. They went down on their knees and picked up the identical little pebbles. They were most beautiful. She took them in her hands and held them tightly and never wanted to let go of them. But, that’s when the storm hit. With all its raging trouble, the storm turned the bright day into night and the calm into a furious howling wind.

She looked at the White-Robed Man with tears in her eyes. She knew what was coming but did not want to let go. The White-Robed Man looked back at her and with calmness and everlasting peace in His voice He said, “I need to take them, now.” She wanted so much to see them turn into large rocks. She wanted to keep them on her journey. She always wanted them with her. Knowing this, the White-Robed Man with a deep love and compassion assured her. He said, “I will keep them forever in My hand. Since I have always been with you on this journey, I will continue to be with you. Them with Me and you with Me, together forever!” In faith, she let go and the White-Robed Man took the pebbles home.

Their burden was heavy. The next leg of the their journey would be long and difficult. They wanted to stay on their knees for awhile. The weight of the moment was unbearable. The White-Robed Man understood. He placed His loving arms around them and whispered quietly in their ears, “Come to Me, you who are heavy-laden and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, for My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

The White-Robed Man took a step forward, turned and said to the couple as they held their one rock firmly in their hands, “Come, there is more for us to do.” The storm still raged but as they looked upon Him, they could see the clearing ahead. Still, they wanted to stay in this moment a little while longer. They rose but their legs would not move. But, they knew their journey needed to go on. Maybe there would be other rocks to find but they were anchored to the Rock and somehow all would be fine. Again, the White-Robed Man beckoned, “Come.” It was hard but suddenly they were surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses and in faith, they took the next step. But, the only footprints left in the sand were those of the White-Robed Man.

The Next Step… and that’s the word of The Day.