Nothing happened. My head stayed down and I continued walking with my head down. I was trying to think if I had said the wrong thing, done it wrong, etc. Then I thought how silly it all was. Jesus doesn't come when magic words are spoken. He's here, all the time. He doesn't obey us; we obey Him. We don't command Him--WALK. So I walked and prayed, meditating upon these thoughts. So Bert's head popped up involuntarily. Maybe God was showing him the way. Maybe Bert should look ahead. Whatever! Whatever God is doing with Bert is his business. And I trust God to show me my way.
Jesus walk with me.