She paused on the trail and slung her backpack to the ground. How could a water bottle and gorp become so heavy? It was a glorious day, the trail was fairly easy at this point, but she wasn’t sure she was at all prepared for this hike. Friends had goaded her into this adventure. She looked ahead to where they were just rounding the next corner. Better not pause long or she would never catch up.
An older woman was coming up from below her. Silver hair braided down her back, her hand gripping a knotted walking stick with leather, colorful cords and bells that waved and jangled with every step. The crone looked ancient and yet her step was light and sure on the trail.
“Maybe I should just pause a little longer and let her pass,” she thought to herself. The woman came close and stopped next to her. “You were thinking you should let me pass because you’re feeling a bit winded,” said the woman. “I’ll wait until you’re ready to walk on, and then we’ll walk together. Let me tie some bells to your pack.”
It really was the perfect day for a hike. The views were spectacular, especially in those places where the trail was most difficult.
And the company of the wise woman made all the difference in the world.
“Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you; love her, and she will watch over you. The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding.
When you walk, your steps will not be hampered; when you run, you will not stumble.” Proverbs 4: 6,7,12