A Long Shadow
Today I cast a long shadow. I’m not bragging. It was around 8:30 AM and I was out slogging (that’s short for slow jogging) in Somerset’s little park. The sun came out as I was nearing two little old ladies who were walking. My shadow was cast on the ground beside them and gave them advance warning of my approach. I told them as I passed, that I cast a long shadow (they of course laughed as they watched my five, foot, five inch minus one, frame go by). And that’s as close as I’ll ever come to feeling tall.
But I got to thinking about some folks who cast a long shadow for me. Their influence for good is with me still, though they departed these realms at various times past. I see them with my heart. I remember the gleam in their eyes…their characteristic smiles…their warm and encouraging way. I refuse to allow their memory to leave. No way! I can’t do it. They supported my faith with theirs. They created space for me. They believed good stuff about me. The good Lord used them to cause me to want to try things for Him. They being dead, yet speak to me.
I was wondering, if you have time, would you share something with us about some special one who did that for you…who left you a legacy of faith…whose influence seems to wash over you now and again like a gentle breeze, bringing back beautiful memories for you to bask in awhile…one of your own “cloud of witnesses?” Isn’t it amazing to think back and see a bit of how God was dropping the nourishing manna along our way through so many precious people…all of it pointing us to the real Bread of Life?
He’s done that sort of thing for me thru you and I am so glad and grateful about that. One of these days…