Pace was an accountant in a grocery store. His life consisted mainly of sorting numbers and filing reports to managers regarding sales, inventories, top-selling brands, fastest movers, slow movers, packaged foods that take up space, those that use glass for packaging and suffer losses due to careless customers.
To some it would seem dull and routine, but to Pace, he was happy to do it. He realized he performed an important function and it served not just his company, but also the community-at-large who enjoyed shopping in the stores he represented.
Pace was also a Godly man.
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Rich was a man who tended a farm. He rode a tractor, put up hay, kept the cattle fed – year ’round.
He was hard working, dedicated and a family man.
He loved apples, and generally carried a few in a laundry bag in the back of the cab of the tractor.
He’d also keep plastic zip locks stored around the barn, with dried apples in them (not made from the fancy dehydrators, either – nope. His wife made them the old-fashioned way, using sulfur to smoke-dry them inside a ceramic pickling canister).
Man how he loved his apples, and he was a Godly man.
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Harlan worked in a mine. He kept food on the table for his ” ‘lil ones”. He loved his kids so.
He worked long hours in those mines, but it paid good and he knew that it would afford he and his gal, Terese, a good retirement one day.
Every time he got a free moment away from those mines, he wanted to spend it with his gals back home.
He loved them more than life itself.
And he was a Godly man.
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Godly men could be like that, you know.
They do their jobs, live their lives – pass through this world, hardly noticed.
They had it in them to be what they were, you know.
They knew the smile of God, and they knew His grace, and they knew Him to be like something that lived deep within them; something like them, but better.
Many of them remember when they were kids, and they would follow in the footsteps of men – men they trusted, and men who would not lead them astray.
They’d think back, in their dreams of these men they’d follow when just boys.
And they too, were Godly men.
It’s like that with Godly men.
They seek one another…follow one another.
For in the footsteps of Godly men, they find the larger set of steps that they each yearn to follow.
For Godly men follow the footsteps of God.
And one another.
They are just like that.
Godly men.
