Today I took the hand of my little King and we took a special trip. We took an exploration of the park. He was the King, and could take me anywhere he wanted me to go. We walked around the pond and stopped to say "Hi" to the butterfly that was sitting on the nose of a giraffe on the teeter totter. We took an adventure through the dried up river valley, and my little King was so kind to help me up and down the treacherous inclines.We threw pebbles in the pond near the minnows. King Zadyn took us under the shade tree to hide from the sun.
My little King would walk some of the time hand in hand with me and other times, rambling on about 10 feet in front of me like I was still standing by him. I stood behind and just watched him. He was so in charge, yet he had no place or destination in mind. He was merely enjoying his journey as a King, with only one thing in mind. His mom. Me.
It got me thinking about my walk with my King. How so often we assume he has some profound destination for us that we are "headed" somewhere. But the reality of it is, he is no different than my little King today. He wants nothing more than us to just walk with him, be with him, experience life with him. There doesn't have to be an ending point that he is taking us too. I spent an hour walking in circles with Zadyn, my little King for a day. He taught me that it didn't matter that we ended up where we started but it was the presence of me that matter to him most. How simple it is that God our King, only asks us to walk with him. And to enjoy where he is taking us next experiencing it with him. And watching him interact in our lives while we are there holding his hand. And even when we feel like his hand is out of reach, he is ahead of us talking to us, as if we never let go.
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