My Feet Were Made For Walking Part 2

The girls and I have talked about hiking in several of the Idaho mountain ranges this summer.

  Isaiah 52:7 says, How beautiful on the mountains
    are the feet of those who bring good news,
who proclaim peace,
    who bring good tidings,
    who proclaim salvation,
who say to Zion,
    “Your God reigns!”

 It would be so fun as we reach the top to hold up a banner that says,


Now, there is always time for confession.  It is my time.  During the Christmas season when people put lights on their homes I have a tendency to grade how straight the lights are on certain houses.  Ted will say, “Get your gradebook out and give the houses their marks.  We always say, “This is just between us we won’t tell anyone what we do.”  Then comes spring.  We check the homes in our subdivision for weeds.  We say, ‘Yards show why socialism doesn’t work because everyone can pull a weed but many people don’t like to pull weeds.’  I get my secret gradebook out and mark away.  Such silliness…in fact some might call this behavior a critical spirit.

The point is this.  Beauty comes in the form of a good word, a healing word, words of hope.  Words that make the hearer feel valued.  Words that remind that following God’s Word is the best way to live. 

  • Have my words spread someone’s mistake or have they covered it?
  • Have my words brought peace or conflict?
  • Have my words brought God’s perspective into a vacuum of not knowing what to do?

How beautiful are the feet of those                                            who bring Good News

Perhaps a true measure of beauty, is how we walk.   

The Cityhope Schools program is Friday night, May 19th.  As I teach we can hear all of the classes practice for the performance.  I hear the little preschool sing this song, You are so Faithful’, and as I am in class I have to work hard to keep tears from flowing.  It says why I have chosen a walk of faith.  God is always faithful.