One of my favorite spirituals
is, Guide my feet. In our New
Century Hymnal, the scriptural reference for this hymn is Hebrews 12,
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us
also lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run
with perseverance the race that is set before us.” Later on, the chapter continues, “Therefore
lift your drooping hands and strengthen your weak knees and make smooth paths
for your feet, so that what is limping may not be put out of joint but rather
be healed.” And if you lay alongside these
words of Scripture, the first verse, “Guide my feet while I run this race,
guide my feet while I run this race.
Guide my feet while I run this race, for I don’t want to run this race
in vain.” What stirs in my sacred
imagination is this invitation for God to guide and ground us every day ~
all our movements! Not just my
feet, but my hands, my heart, my words, my thoughts (especially
those thoughts of being too critical or cynical of self/others). God may start at my feet, but I long for God
to guide my whole life. The direction I
point my toes and my soul is toward the Divine ~ because God is already there;
and is here; no matter where I am. When
I put this hymn in conversation with Hebrews 12, I am reminded that I am not
the first to walk this road. Sometimes
in our world, to be authentic or unique, we want to stand out. But the truth is that others have walked this
road before. I think of another great
spiritual, “Jesus walked this lonesome valley…he had to walk it all alone…oh,
nobody else could walk it for him…he had to walk it by himself.” When I feel lonely, isolated, confused, and
confounded by the world, Jesus felt the pain of the world. If we study the ground we walk, we will see
signs of footprints of our ancestors ~ the great cloud of witnesses who go
before us and are still around us.
What wisdom from the road did
your grandparents teach and tell you? My
grandparents taught me about saving money (I vividly remember my grandmother
saving twist ties from bread because you never knew when those would come in
handy…and she saved the plastic bread bag too!!) My grandmother recycled, reused, repurposed
before there was ever an Earth Day. My
grandparents lived through the Depression.
My parents lived through the tumultuous sixties and gas lines of the
seventies and the economic downturn of the eighties, so they too left imprints
about economics on me. We may think we
have taken the road less traveled, only to spy and spot signs of life that has
come before us ~ which might be human or animal or another part of God’s
creation. I am also taken by the last
words of Guide my Feet ~ “For I don’t want to run this race in vain.” This race/life/moment isn’t just about
me. Hold that statement, because so much
of the gospel of our culture preaches and teaches the exact opposite. You deserve to have it your way, you deserve
a break today, because America runs on Dunkin ~ so get your caffeine fix now
and post to Insta-gram so others will see.
My ego doesn’t like that last line.
My ego wants to be complimented and told that I am right. As you travel life’s road today, what signs
of our ancestors do you spot and spy?
When does your auntie’s voice offer you wisdom for what you are
facing? When does your ego become the
proverbial bull in the glass shop breaking everything? Let Scripture and Song stir your soul ~ may
this passage and hymn become a prayer we live today. Amen.
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