One of my favorite photos. It is not about a walk through Fall leaves. It is about a walk through life; looking around at wonder after wonder, gasping and laughing and feeling great delight. But, most of all, it is about holding Father’s hand; a strong hand; a gentle hand; one to trust so completely that you forget you’re holding it. A hand, though, that keeps you moving in the right direction: safely and joyfully. A hand that holds a little tighter when you want to wander off or chase falling leaves into potential danger. There is an old hymn of the church that says: “This is my Father’s world…” And it is. And it’s nice to hold hands and walk through it together.
Shining Spirit 
I attempt to walk with our Father everyday and also wish I could walk again with my Dad.
Yes!