I do this thing on Sunday mornings. I have been doing it intermittently for a couple years now. I love to go on a long hike. I enjoy being outside and I let my music just go - as if it was speaking to me - whatever I really need to hear that week. Or something I have to think on or learn in my life. Most of the time, this is the way for me to really escape daily life and feel my strength or to think on something that is bothering me or making little sense.
Some of my friends know I do this. Some do not. It really isn't for them. It is wholly devoted to myself. I love to go on Sunday. I call it my personal church. I can be outside in the elements (today it was sunny and nice - not too warm and not too cold - although the afternoon clouds were rolling in when I was getting off the mountain) and have some alone time. I am also reminded that I am capable when I hike. I am able to hike and move and sing and listen and see nature....
Today I was contemplating why I can't seem to let something go. I continue to hang on to something that is long over and done. The revelation came to me to just be patient. I am not at the spot that God really needs me in yet. I am not fully developed (not that I think I really ever will be). But I know that God has made me for excatly what I am meant to be. In the timing that is right for me He gives me what and who I need. I can not force things and/or people that were not meant to be a part of my life to be in it. I can not make someone else think or do something. I must be patient. Perfect is coming.
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