“Footprints on the Path”

This is a prayer spoken by Rev. Arlene Bodge at the dedication of a plaque to honor former selectman, Herbert R. Hancock.

FOOTPRINTS ON THE PATH

We are told that life is a journey and that we follow in each others footsteps.   Now, there are not so very many people that I would want to follow that closely.  Herb Hancock’s footsteps I would follow.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb the fisherman, and take time to listen to the silence of the sunrise, and like him, I would expect wonder upon wonder and be ready for anything to happen.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb, the optimist, expecting not only a big catch, but the best life has to offer, believing that every day has the possibility of something new.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb, the responsible, and, like him , faithfully meet each obligation with out pride or boasting.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb, the artist and carver, trusting in my ability to see and create beauty.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb, the truth teller, telling my truth with the knowledge that I had thought long before I had spoken.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb, the gentle, harming  no one, never needing to raise my voice.

I would walk in the footsteps of Herb, the anchor.  Strong and steady, sunk deep, immovable, so that no storm without can affect the peace, harmony and tranquility within.

And then I wonder whose footsteps Herb walked in?  Given the life he lived, I think it must have the the footprints of another fisherman who long ago walked the shores of Galilee.

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