Look up

I’m out walking at my Layton city Park, which I love so much because of the ducks and the squirrels. I walk on the sidewalk and there are all these lines right in between the different sidewalk sections and I find when I look down, I do my very best not to step on the lines as I progress on my walk.

 It’s just kind of funny but true, it’s what I do. 

When I look up I don’t even notice that the lines are there. 

So I was thinking about this in terms of the gospel —when I’m trying to stay within the lines and do the exactness of the gospel then that’s where my focus is, but it’s not on Christ. When I look up, the lines are secondary, and I just get to be one with Christ. I am blessed as I progress on my journey.  I should add that I am grateful for the sidewalk that I walk on; I'm grateful for the path that's in front of me that has guard rails, but my walk is more beautiful when I look up. 

❤️ That’s my gospel analogy for this morning