Come, Follow Me — August 31–September 6, 2026: A Lamp for the Path We’re On
From The Chapel
August 31–September 6, 2026 · Psalms 102–103; 110; 116–119; 127–128; 135–139; 146–150
This Week’s Themes
- Praise the Lord — The whole book of Psalms is one long word: praise, offered in singing, praying, and testifying for all He has done.
- He Hears Us in Trouble — In our anxiety and isolation, we can call upon the name of the Lord and find that He answers.
- Life Is a Journey Home — The Psalms speak of paths, feet, and walking, reminding us we are traveling back to our Father. ★
- He Knows You by Name — The Lord is aware of our thoughts, our actions, our strengths and weaknesses.
- Foolish Idols — It is foolish to trust in false gods when the living God has done so much for us.
A Spiritual Insight
On this week’s theme: Life Is a Journey Home
When I read Psalm 119, I keep noticing the plain little words: walk, path, way, feet, wander. The psalmist isn’t giving us a sermon so much as describing a traveler, and the traveler is each of us. We are all on a road. Some days we walk it steady, and some days, if we’re honest, we wander off it.
What strikes me most is verse 105: “Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.” Notice he doesn’t ask for a floodlight that shows the whole distance home. He asks for a lamp — enough light for the next few steps. That’s how the Lord has led me all my life. I have wanted to see the whole road ahead, and He has usually only given me enough to take the next step in faith. Looking back now from the far end of a long journey, I can see that was always enough.
President Nelson taught that “scriptural guidance helps you to recognize error and make the necessary correction. You stop going in the wrong direction.” I have needed that more times than I’d care to admit. When I’ve drifted, it wasn’t a lightning bolt that turned me around — it was a verse, read at just the right moment, quietly shining on my feet and showing me I’d wandered.
Here’s the concrete part, and it’s simple: keep the lamp lit. A lamp with no oil gives no light. For me that has meant a few minutes in the scriptures every morning, even when I’m tired, even when I don’t feel much. It isn’t dramatic. But it keeps the light burning for the day’s steps.
If you feel lost right now — unsure where you are on the road, or how far you’ve wandered — take heart. The path is still there. The lamp still works. And the Father whose home you’re walking toward has not moved. He is waiting at the end of the road, and He gives you light enough for the very next step.
Highlighted Scripture
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
Psalm 119:105
Reflection
Tonight I think about the road behind me — how much of it I walked without knowing where it went. I wanted maps. I got a lamp. And here I am, at my age, still on the path, still loved, still led. That tells me something. The Lord never promised me the whole view. He promised me enough light to keep walking, and He has kept that promise every single day, even the dark ones I didn’t understand until later.
I want my children and grandchildren to know this: you don’t have to see it all. You just have to take the next faithful step in the light you’ve been given. Keep the lamp filled. Keep walking.
So I’ll carry this question through the week, and I hope you will too: Where is the Lord asking me to take the next step, even though I can’t yet see the whole road?