I read the passage about Enoch yesterday, in the book of Genesis. Enoch is unique in the Bible as the only human who didn't die. Enoch lived a good long, faithful life, and then was taken directly by God, presumably to Heaven. (Though the Bible doesn't say specifically where God took Enoch, Heaven is a good guess.)
The Bible says Enoch walked faithfully with God. Not sat, or kneeled, or bowed down...walked. Enoch sounds like my kind of guy.
I am a little on the hyperactive side, and sitting with others is not easy for me. I like to do things with others. I love to bike, ski, kayak, run... but especially I like to walk. If I am walking with someone, my mind opens and I am able to more easily share what's on my heart. Sit me down in front of someone, and my mind freezes and vocal cords spasm. Put me on a walk, especially in a beautiful place, and everything changes. The floodgates of relationship are released.
Probably, that was what Enoch and God felt. They walked together, communed, grew to know each other in a companionable journey together. I imagine it is just a symbolic word. I doubt God literally walked with Enoch.
But I like the picture it creates in my mind. Ambling along at a quiet, slow pace, encountering what lies before me with God right there...right at my side. Our destination is mutually agreed upon. When I stumble, He reaches out and steadies me. When I fall, He picks me up and binds my wounds. When I grow too weary to travel on, He sits beside me, and then encourages me to continue.
I may not see Him, but that is exactly where He is. Right beside me. Walking with me. My desire this year is that I would continue to walk with Him, all the way to journey's end.
Sweet, Sweet Post.
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