Four men arrived carrying sticks today. What sounds like the beginning of a silly joke became my beautiful glimpse of God’s kingdom. It didn’t take long to realize these sticks were sturdy companions, steadying the feet on the rugged terrain. They were worn, yet strong, much like these men. As I whittled the end of one of these canes to allow us to attach a sturdy rubber tip, I thought of all the places that cane had been. But I was most grateful that today it brought them to me!