mind the gap. . .

Riding the trains around London, I'm initially attentive to the melodious voice, Please mind the gap between the platform and the train. . .

Please mind the gap- being a word person, I love it-mind the gap. . .

And the next time I board the train, I listen for the caution, savoring the phrase.
I glance down at the gap-hmmm, a portion of my small body could indeed slip through that gap, or my shoe or glasses. . .

by and by the phrase looses its intrigue-I hear the words, charming words, but just a pleasant voice and words-

then I wonder about other words-life changing words, which after awhile trickle into my mind and heart-

like my favorite old shoes, good and comfortable, no more.

like. . .

"the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and delivered Himself up for me. . ."(Gal2:20)

the Son of God- loved me and delivered Himself up for me.