The past six months have been another season of change for me. I started down a path about a year ago that took me to a place unexpected. I made a decision to make some changes, never dreaming where God would take me. And I have never been more content.
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As I walked through the countryside, surrounded by trees and falling leaves, I began to think about the patterns of change in our lives. We all have those periods of adjustment: a new job, a new relationship, retirement, or a move. If we are seekers, we also may find ourselves in the turbulence of transformation; feeling overwhelmed or even a bit lost. Each of us approaches change differently, and at different rates; hoping to see the light when we get to the other side.
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As the cold rain fell, I was left wondering what to do about my commitment to walking everyday. I had just walked my first two-plus miles and I didn’t want to lose my flow. So I figured, walking is walking and it doesn’t matter where I walk.
So I became a “mall walker” and it was a great experience!
My app for walking worked inside the mall so I still received all my walking alerts. I thought I could at least get a mile out of circling through my neighborhood shopping center. Imagine my joy at completing two miles in 40 minutes. Continue reading “Mall Walking; Escape from the Rain”
It has been a few years now since I retired from a job that I thought I would never leave. Leaving was stepping into a new world. It has taken me a good while to finally accept that my life has changed from the dream I imagined. There is nothing about where I am today that I ever conceived for myself.
I guess I have been looking for a new place to belong and a new sense of family ever since I retired. It seems every-time I thought I was there, I wasn’t. The problem is I have been looking for others to accept me, to welcome me into their group, and to make me feel I matter. I have been searching for a healthier way to be seen, but I couldn’t even see myself. Continue reading “Walking Forward a Step at a Time”