We all walk with a limp. Our walk with God is a broken gait. Or at least an uneven one. God is always in the lead. Always sure. Always strong. We (on the other hand) walk with God weakly and imperfectly. Sometimes even disastrously. But as long as we continue to walk, we remain in relationship. And that’s what’s most important.

In life, our limps and our scars tell our stories. Stories of the struggles we’ve survived. Stories of the wounds we’ve suffered. They leave a visible trace upon our person, a reminder of endurance, and often lessons learned, relationships broken, relationships healed.

They are always a reminder of confrontations--many times our own.

An old mountain story tells of a man whose son said some very hurtful things. His father, in a teachable moment, took the boy into …