Every year my husband; an ex Serviceman and Firefighter lays a wreath in our village on behalf of the Fire Service.  This year I decided to go with him (I usually go to our home church).

After the formality of the service the veterans and uniformed services parade through the village towards the memorial square.  I was unexpectedly invited to walk alongside my husband in this parade.  With no time to discreetly slip away, I awkwardly took my place in the procession; very aware of the many onlookers who lined the street and wondering if they would ‘spot the fraud’!

I  felt, and was, very undeserving of my place alongside those who proudly bore their medals.   And it was as I walked that my heart remembered Paul’s words to the Corinthians;

But thanks be to God who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and who makes known through us the fragrance that consists of the knowledge of him in every place. 2 Cor 2:14

Jesus’ life, death and resurrection mean that every day I can walk, with gratitude and wonder,  because of  His Grace and Power.  I’ve done nothing to earn my place and I can’t work to attain it.  He himself has called me to walk in HIS Triumphal Procession….my part; to step in, obediently follow, and keep my eyes fixed on Him.