I've been feeling a little world weary this week, tired of being human, tired of witnessing pain and struggle, tired.
God tells me the best way to handle world weariness is to do the next thing, to keep moving, so I do. Yesterday I followed my normal routine of going to the gym. I ran a couple of miles on the treadmill (sweating is supposed to boost the endorphins, right?), but while doing it watched a depressing movie illustrating the plight of mankind. It didn't help.
Looking outside, I noticed the weather matched my mood--dark, cloudy, misty. I've always liked rain (is it the melancholy in me that identifies?). The smell, the sound, the feel, all bring a sigh, a sense of comfort. A cloudy day makes me feel the same as hunkering down under a pile of blankets. And since God's been telling me to quit doing and just be with Him, I decided what better place to do so, than in nature.
The cool, moist air refreshed. The sights mesmerized.
I walked slow, breathed deeply, soaked it in. A short, solitary trek, surrounded by God's beauty soothed my spirit, reminded me how big He is. It was like God hit the pause button on the frenetic pace of life and whispered, "Shhh . . ."
Why do I put so much pressure on myself to do? Why can't I just be?
And don't you love the sidewalk covered in leaves? It matches this blog title perfectly. "I don't need to know where I'm going as long as God gives the next step."
Make it so, Lord. Thank You for a peaceful stroll with You, for the reminder that You are here. Thank You.
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