Your Feet Know the Way

An old poem I wrote begins:

"I was there with Augustine
Shaking the branches of the pear tree,
And as we shook, each pear fell
Like a tear from Christ's own eyes."

Probably because I began following Christ as a 17-year-old, one part of Augustine's testimony that resonates with me is his account of the wild days of his youth. I know too well what it means to sin for the sake of sinning; or, to put it another way, to sin boldly. Having been forgiven much, Augustine expresses the depths of his gratitude that Christ reached out and grabbed him, placing his two feet squarely on the narrow path that had been scorned moments before. The Saved know how blind they were to this blessed path--the journeyway to the great City--that all the time lay before them. Once we set foot on this path, our feet tell us that they had been itching to walk it all along, had we but been willing to listen to the humbler parts of our body instead of the prideful mind.