Here's a reflection I wrote after gathering for worship this past weekend at Eastbrook Church during our series on the Psalms of Ascent. Not a finely fashioned poem, but more like poetic reflections on my life journey and the grace of God oozing through each step. the steps I walk upon woven day by day …
Rerouted Trail (a poem)
The trail traipses past the gaping gorge, Re-routed and well-marked with guiding signs. Yet the old, well-worn way is still etched and evident, Beckoning passersby, And will be for years.
Matthew Erickson 