Out of the door and once again the rain is lashing it down, but I had charged my torch up and so was thankful for the light leading me forward.

I was singing a hymn tonight, written by John Henry Newman, and the lines in it struck me.

Lead Kindly Light

Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead thou me on;
The night is dark, and I am far from home;
Lead thou me on;
Keep thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene: one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose, and see my path; but now
Lead thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will: remember not past years.

So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still
Will lead me on,
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost a while.

In these runs, very often all I can see is a small patch of light ahead of me. I know not of what God’s greater plan for me is but I do know He is walking with me.

Psalm 119:105

Your Word is a lamp for my feet, a lamp on the path.

John 8:12

¹² Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

Dear Lord lead us all with your Son Jesus Christ. Teach us and give us courage to walk this path with confidence. Amen