Jesus is the reason for the seasons. I’m not talking about Christmas but every season I’ve been through and will go through in my life.

He’s the rock I can lean on when I need to be steadied. He comforts me when I’m in the midst of turmoil. A dependable friend right here when my earthly friends have scattered in various directions.

Jesus takes my hand and becomes my guiding light on the dark and dreary path of life. He’s my Intercessor that keeps me on his list making sure I get what I need and roadblocks appear to keep me going in the right direction.

I’m glad we met many years ago and there’s no comparison anywhere.

I’ll stick with him on the sure path he has me on.