When Our Footsteps Become the Road

Back Road in Ukraine

Dear Reader:

Our pastor, Jeff Kackley, has been sharing daily Lent devotionals …outlining the path we all must find that leads to the cross… and beyond.

I love the poem he is using to base the devotionals on … it is called ” Walker” by Spanish poet, Antonio Machado.

” WALKER “

Walker, your footsteps are the road and nothing more

Walker, there is no road, this road is made by walking

Walking you make the road, and turning to look behind … you see the path you never again will step upon

Walker, there is no road, and only foam trails on the sea

As soon as I read this… I envisioned the Ukrainian refugees ” turning to look behind” -see the path they might never again step upon.

For our pastor, Jeff, the Covid years have definitely been challenging… and he, too, has been making a road by walking it himself. It has been a challenge that has required Jeff, his assistants and session to create and recreate new paths for the congregation to follow as safely as possible.

This has largely been accomplished by offering many choices-inside and outside services, virtual services… an exhausting amount of planning-especially Christmas and Easter services.

Jeff Kackley concludes” So we will walk with Jesus this Lent, keeping in mind that faith was never meant to be a destination… but a journey-a never-ending , creating and recreating, dying to the old and rising to the new walk of Christ.”

So until tomorrow…there is no doubt that Ukrainian refugees are praying as they walk into a vast unknown ahead and a vast unknown behind…let our prayers and God’s presence be with them.

The other ” Jeff” ( my lawn maintenance friend) came yesterday to plant all my new flowers since I am still on a somewhat restricted heavy lifting/ bending regime

He stayed for hours cleaning up and clearing my yard ” paths” -garden paths, driveways, and late yesterday afternoon it hit me how truly fortunate I am to have clean, clear paths to follow when others, through no fault of their own, except geography, are having to create their paths … ” their footsteps now are the road and nothing more.”

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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6 Responses to When Our Footsteps Become the Road

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Continual daily prayers for the people of Ukraine…so very sad and scary…never understand the greed for power and money….

    Your yard looks so pretty…love the shafy side ny the window where you sit to write the blog each day…so grateful that you use yoir tome and talents to do that for all of us each day…it is a part of my morning devotionals …love you…

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    • Becky Dingle says:

      That is my magic window …where I look out and get inspired by the beauty of the earth and God’s presence in it.

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  2. Honey Burrell says:

    Prayers for Ukraine. My heart breaks for people and especially the children!
    Your yard looks amazing! Love you lots!💕

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    • Becky Dingle says:

      I know,,,and as much that all these relief funds are amazing…it is like we are helping finding temporary shelter later but not saving the country…democracy. now

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  3. Beth Brewer says:

    Love seeing your beautiful garden!! Your paths lead to the story of your hard work & creativity! You have made it an enchanting place. Prayers for Ukraine as they fight for their freedom.

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