Hiking With the Best Elder Brother

Hiking With the Best Elder Brother

You let it roll From dark to blue Adventures in each sky And best if I Just come to you Before much time goes by.

Before the pace Of job or chores Can scramble Whose I am I have been bought

With precious Blood A follower Of God's Lamb.

And like a childish Sibling rich I hike at Jesus' pace And watch Him Straighten out those skies The laughter on His face.

The cool command With every touch He has been here before.

And God as Man Knows of my days.

How sunny or how sore.