Walking the Broken Road, by Faith

In a recent blog I was lamenting that remembering my past made me a little blue, because I had regrets and things have happened to me that were less than wonderful. But I have been reminded that I am who I am because of my history.

All week I have been listening to the CD Stay by Jeremy Camp in my car. One of the songs on that CD is called Walk by Faith, but all week I really haven’t tuned into that song even though it is the one I really needed to hear. Then last night I was listening to my iPod while I was making dinner, and had it on shuffle of my Christian Music playlist. This is something I haven’t done for awhile – I’ve been listening to the Oldies playlist or the Sad Heartache Songs playlist instead. I started out last night listening to the Grunge playlist, but it wasn’t helping my mood at all (now that’s a big surprise).

It just so happened that the third song to play on the Christian music playlist while I was chopping veggies for homemade chicken noodle soup was Walk by Faith. The chorus goes like this:

Well I will walk by faith
Even when I cannot see
Well because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me

As I heard those words, I realized that the broken road I have traveled (and don’t we all travel a broken road of some kind?) has made me who I am. It has taught me love, compassion, empathy, and, most importantly, faith. If my life had been perfect and easy, with no pain and heartache, first of all I wouldn’t be human. But secondly, I would be a different, perhaps shallower person. I might not even be happy.

So I have decided not to lament or regret my past, but to see it for what it is: the broken road that has prepared me to be the person God wants me to be to those around me. Because ultimately, those around me have traveled a broken road too. And sometimes it is a very similar broken road so that we can relate to each other’s journey. Maybe, as I walk that road by faith, I can help others to walk by faith, too.

Besides, without the lessons learned on my broken road I would have nothing but fluff to write and this blog would have no purpose.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


4 Responses

  1. Thanks, Linda

    “So I have decided not to lament or regret my past, but to see it for what it is: the broken road that has prepared me to be the person God wants me to be to those around me.”
    Linda, I pray God will continue to use you to share His love even as He heals the broken pieces. I don’t like the broken road. I don’t at all. Sometimes I wish I didn’t have to take that route but as you said, it’s a part of His plan for me.
    I smiled as I thought of you going through your list trying to find the one you thought you should listen to while He was preparing you to hear it at the simplest of tasks… preparing ‘Chicken Soup For The Soul’ 😉

    We may be broken and bruised but definitely not done with! This is a great post, Linda… thank you for sending me the link.


    • Ann, I’m glad you were blessed by this post. I always hesitate to include a link to one of my posts in a comment on another blog, but this one just seemed to fit so well. And I love your thoughts on “Chicken Soup for the Soul!” It made me smile. 🙂 Peace, Linda

  2. Hi Linda!
    Thanks for stopping by my blog and letting me know of your existence.

    And concerning your post here, I guess I’ve been around long enough that when anyone tells me that they haven’t done anything to cause regrets, I get suspicious. Not that that isn’t possible. Just very unusual.

    I heard a saying once. There are three kinds of people. Those who have had wilderness experiences, those who are in a wilderness experience now, and those who are about to.

    Can’t be avoided.

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