Come Walk with Me
By Daisy Marie
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For all of us, daily challenges, struggles, and losses are our reality. Fear can be a paralyzing force. Finding our identity on a obstacle-filled path can be overwhelming. Unfortunately, our challenges do not come with instructions or solutions on how to overcome roadblocks. We struggle, we try, and sometimes we fail. What then?
Daisy Marie has lived it all. Now she invites others on a poignant journey of reflection that, through personal essays and poetry, reveals a story of faith and victory as she learned to work through a personal battlefield of uncertainty and bravely face a myriad of challenges and misfortunes that often left her reeling and relying on friends, family, and God for strength. Through her candid reflections, Daisy Marie offers encouragement that we too can survive any challenge that life throws our way.
Come Walk With Me shares personal essays and poems that offer a testimony to faith and perseverance as one woman reflects on life’s greatest challenges.
Daisy Marie
Daisy Marie is a woman of deep faith with a passion for ministry to other women, sharing through her story that challenges can be met and won. She enjoys reading, painting, and creating beautiful journals from old lace and fabric. Daisy and her husband, Tony Gross, have four daughters, ten grandchildren, and five great grandchildren. She is a graduate of Virginia Wesleyan College and resides in Chesapeake, Virginia.
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Come Walk with Me - Daisy Marie
Come
Walk
with Me
DAISY MARIE
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WestBow Press rev. date: 9/27/2018
Contents
Dedication
Acknowledgments
Come Walk with Me
Losses in Life
Planning
Our Best
Life in Tyronza
The Village Blacksmith
Barefootin’
My Tree
Trust
Ugly Shoes
High Places
Pity Party
Amble
Challenges
Tradition
Questions
Hope
Your Path
About the Author
Dedication
To my family.
To Tony, my husband of more than sixty years, you have been my constant support, always encouraging me to be more than I thought I could be. You are my hero.
To Debra, you brought strength to me on many occasions when I felt I had failed. Curling up beside me, you often said, It’s not failing. It’s just the next step.
To Leslie, the song of my heart, your voice has lifted me above pain and disappointments to places of praise and peace. The music you and your sisters bring into our home is such a precious gift.
To Terri, you gave me your joy of laughter on days that were dismal and stormy. I love to hear you laugh. Your laughter is real. You made me smile with those silly, made-up goat jokes! I wonder where the blue goat is today.
To Chessie, you are my fulfillment. You fulfilled our dream of having another daughter. When first I saw you, a beautiful redheaded five-year-old little girl, I knew you belonged to us. You have made our family complete. I treasure your support.
This is the family that has walked with me in this journey. I am blessed.
Acknowledgments
I have been surrounded by such beautiful people as I have sought to share my story. If you simply said, You can do it,
then you have been one of those encouraging people.
Brandon Melcher, I could not have put all this together without your help. Thank you is not enough. You have been my computer guru.
Levi Hopler, my editor, friend, and grandson, you corrected my work, made it better, and kept me focused. You were always there for me, and you had an answer for my questions when I was frustrated. Thank you for being someone I could trust.
There were times when Dr. Michael Moro, my physician and friend, talked me down from the ledge. You helped me through difficult physical issues, always encouraging me to keep moving forward. You called me your hero! Thank you for renewing my faith in my abilities.
When four friends learned that I had to cut back and rest more, they each said on separate occasions, Write your story.
Beth Garrett, Judy Rorrer, Jean Isom, and Sandy Locklear, you are truly women of faith.
Dr. Jean Isom, you were awesome in helping me get started. Thank you for your planning and organization.
I am grateful to WestBow Press for walking me through the process of turning a manuscript into a book. I greatly appreciated the assistance you gave me.
My family’s support—whether patiently waiting in those times when I was not writing, showing an interest in the subject of my writing, or gently pushing me when I needed to move forward—has been amazing.
None of this would have been possible without God’s leadership and His unfailing love for me. To Him be all praise and honor.
Come Walk with Me
Come walk with me down the country roads of Arkansas. As children, we explore our world, even though that world is small. Life is carefree.
Walk quickly with me as our steps hurry from childhood into the busy teenage world, complete with poodle skirts and saddle shoes.
Walk with me as the road begins to become a bit confusing and not as carefree when we enter our young adult years.
Walk with me as we enjoy the warm sunshine on our faces, reminding us of the brightness of promises to come.
Walk with me as we feel a breeze growing stronger with clouds in the distance. Not to worry. A little rain is not a bad thing.
Walk with me, even though it is not always pleasant. The little rain has become a storm with clouds that are dark and turbulent, bombarding our tired bodies.
Our steps falter—stop.
Stand by my bed in a cold hospital room.
Hold my hand as I process what the doctor is saying.
Don’t leave me. It’s a new world.
Walk protectively by my side as I leave the hospital and return to the busy world.
Walk with me, share with me, stay with me. It’s a long journey.
Losses in Life
The dusty country path we walk on is where I first learned about losing something very dear to me. This peaceful, lazy lane is where I learned of death.
There are many losses in life. Too many. Often we learn at an early age the pain that loss causes. Perhaps these happen to prepare us for future wounds. It’s not that we become used to loss because when it happens, we are once again overwhelmed. Rather those experiences teach us that we can and will move forward.
As a very young child when I about three years old, I had a dog. Not just any dog, mind you. This was Mossy! She was my constant companion. She followed me everywhere I went during the day. Mossy was my friend, my protector, and a wonderful playmate, willingly ready to enter into whatever game that I wanted to play. Daddy was the blacksmith, and the shop was not far from our house. I loved spending time in that old dusty shop with my daddy. I knew not to get in the way, and Mossy made sure I stayed exactly in the spot I had been told to stay.
One morning I was ready to start my wandering way to the shop. I called my faithful friend, but she did not respond. I looked