Translation is such a strange, imperfect art. I'm looking at an estribillo for a Spanish hymn...va Dios mismo en nuestro mismo caminar. It's literally translated, 'God goes on our same walk.'

Hymnals have variously translated the phrase:

...then we know that God still goes that road with us.
...we see God here by our side walking our way.

Those work and they fit the meter of the tune but I'm hearing something new in a literal translation.

Are we following behind the Holy One's footsteps? Are we sharing the road side-by-side? Or is Divine tracing our path?

Today I'm imagining Divine attentively, even curiously, walking behind us in a desire to know us better. I'm feeling God stepping compassionately into our stories and struggles, modeling how we might show up for others as we seek justice and liberation: listening, stepping carefully, observing, learning the unique pace and flow of a traveler's feet on the road.