Shadow Walking: Walk With Me

Julie my child
Why do you run?
Why have you turned away from me?
You say it’s hard
To live perfectly
And all you can see
Is how you fail me constantly
You fail me constantly
You fail me constantly

My blood has cleansed you
Your sins are remembered no more
So come on, and walk with me

Julie my child
I’ve set you free
For I want you to be with me eternally
I love you so
I want you to know
That I’m the one who’s calling you home
Calling you home
Calling you home

My blood has cleansed you
Your sins are remembered no more
So come on, and walk with me
My blood has cleansed you
Your sins are remembered no more
So come on, and walk with me

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During my high school years, I began to make my faith my own. I have a distinct memory of a day in 10th grade when I felt consumed by my failure. I felt like all of my friendships were one sided, that I would never be good enough for my family and that I was constantly letting God down. I made it to my 6th period English class and then lost it at my desk, a mess of tears.

That night, I went to bed early and grabbed my Walkman (yes, I know I am dating myself!) and I listened to “Walk with Me” from Whitecross over and over again. I sobbed and sobbed as I considered my feelings of failure and God’s response of love. He had died for me, his blood had cleansed me, my sins were remembered no more and he was inviting me to walk with Him. It was that simple and that profound.

This became a routine of sorts for me. Whenever I felt rejected or misunderstood, I would hole myself up in my room and listen to words that soothed my soul. I might feel like I was failing, but God’s promise rang true. His invitation to me was not conditional. It was completely dependent on Him and His faithfulness.

It was around this pivotal time in my life that my Daddy had open heart surgery. I was confronted with losing my earthly father and the question that kept resounding in my heart was “Do I trust God to be enough?”. I continued to listen to “Walk with Me” and found the answer to this question was gradually becoming “Yes!”. I could trust Him, even if he took my Daddy home. I could trust Him with my insecurities and inadequacies. I could trust Him, because He was proving to be faithful.

Not only did the God of the universe love me, but He wanted to have a relationship with me, to walk with me! It was remarkable!

My struggles have changed and the songs that I listen to have changed (much to my husband’s delight!), but walking with God continues to be my heart’s desire. When I fail, He is constant. When I cry, He comforts. When I worry, He proves Himself trustworthy. And over it all, I can hear Him whisper, “Walk with me, Becky!”.

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One Comment

  1. Jim Wittmann
    April 4, 2017

    He’s walking with us every hour of every day.

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