Strong and silent he stands. Confident, steady, solid, unwavering faith, unending love. He knows the path to take is long and less travelled, yet he walks with no fear, no expectation, no hurry. Only walking where former footprints have trod, he goes. Letting his faith and love lead - he follows. My only prayer is that along the way he finds me waiting down the path. Waiting for him, for us, for our journey to begin. That he will know its me, hold out his hand and lead me, lead us, farther down the path. Carefully walking in the way of Him who went before and who left the path clearly marked for us to travel together.