Walking
I went on a long walk yesterday, I needed to clear my head and so I decided to take a path that I last took about a year ago, with two friends from the west coast.
The walk was exactly what I needed. I was feeling overwhelmed and a little drained and the time to think and pray was wonderful. I found myself comparing my spiritual walk with my physical one. I was barely a kilometer into my walk when my legs started burning and I wanted to turn back. And, with every bend in the road I kept hoping that my destination would come into view. Plus, there were obstacles to face as I walked, like hills and German Shepherds, and different things to encounter along the way.
I can't help but think about my spiritual walk in the same way. Usually, it is right at the outset of some major "thing" in my life that I want to turn back and pretend it never happened. And, like on my walk yesterday, the only thing that keeps me going sometimes is hope. Hope that around the next bend my destination will be in sight, hope that along the way I will see something familiar, some sort of mile marker. And yes, my spiritual walk faces obstacles, like pride (which is a huge hill) and doubt. But, like my walk there are good encounters too. Fresh springs and open fields greeted me as I journeyed yesterday, and often I am filled by springs of truth when I feel down in my spiritual walk.
I forgot. Yesterday I walked alone, but a year ago I had two friends with me, friends who not only walked with me physically but also accompany me and challenge me spiritually as well. (Thanks Lyd and Christine.)
Oh, and my final destination: well, yesterday it was a castle...for the rest of my life it will be mansions in glory! What an awesome parallel.
The walk was exactly what I needed. I was feeling overwhelmed and a little drained and the time to think and pray was wonderful. I found myself comparing my spiritual walk with my physical one. I was barely a kilometer into my walk when my legs started burning and I wanted to turn back. And, with every bend in the road I kept hoping that my destination would come into view. Plus, there were obstacles to face as I walked, like hills and German Shepherds, and different things to encounter along the way.
I can't help but think about my spiritual walk in the same way. Usually, it is right at the outset of some major "thing" in my life that I want to turn back and pretend it never happened. And, like on my walk yesterday, the only thing that keeps me going sometimes is hope. Hope that around the next bend my destination will be in sight, hope that along the way I will see something familiar, some sort of mile marker. And yes, my spiritual walk faces obstacles, like pride (which is a huge hill) and doubt. But, like my walk there are good encounters too. Fresh springs and open fields greeted me as I journeyed yesterday, and often I am filled by springs of truth when I feel down in my spiritual walk.
I forgot. Yesterday I walked alone, but a year ago I had two friends with me, friends who not only walked with me physically but also accompany me and challenge me spiritually as well. (Thanks Lyd and Christine.)
Oh, and my final destination: well, yesterday it was a castle...for the rest of my life it will be mansions in glory! What an awesome parallel.
posted by Meg at 4/14/2005 07:29:00 AM
1 Comments:
That was a great walk- but I can remember that feeling of looking around every bend in anticipation of my first ever real castle! I think that's a bit of an analogy too- going through life frustrated at not being able to see what's just around the bend. A lot of times, even though I know the end result will be so great, I have trouble with all the waiting and persevering! Thanks for being with me on my journey too Meg!
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