Morning Walk

My friend’s words echoed in my heart, “Don’t give up.  Keep offering and doing what you are  doing.  God sees your efforts.”

My heart sank hearing those words.  Have I done what I am supposed to do?  Can I be doing more?  Am I seeking something out of this?  Questions flew in my mind…..  Which ones are true and which ones are devil entangled insecurities?

Yesterday, I sat thinking and wondering.  I was writing out invitations to the pity party.

Take a walk.

I felt the suggestion run through me.

I napped then went on with my day fighting the urge to address those invitations.

This morning, I felt a lull.  I pulled out the invites and running through them…… low self-confidence, unworthiness, lonely, insecurity……  they were all there ready to party.

Take a walk.

In my most whine-filled voice I asked, “Really?”

Take a walk.

Ugh.  Don’t you hate it when God tells you to do something productive??  Like a spoiled kid, I stomped down the hall and got ready to take the walk.

I reluctantly pulled on the clothes and found myself reaching for the TV remote.

Take a walk.

I grabbed my camera and went out the door.

Maybe I will find the much needed inspiration….. I mean, if God insists on me doing this and all…..

As I walked, I heard Ann Voskamp’s words, “Living a Thankfilled life.”  So, alright, I thought I would snap a few photos of what I am thankful for today……..

Once I got home and started to edit….. look what wonders I captured…..

A bee and a couple of busy beetles….. reminds me of that verse….

Matthew 6:25-27  “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?  Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?

God provides.  He always does……

Have you ever seen anything more beautiful than a half destroyed dandelion.  It is broken, in shambles, but look at the wonder and beauty.  God looks past the brokenness and sees the inner beauty.

The black-eyed Susans made me stop dead in my tracks.  I thought of yesterday’s post and grandma.  My heart ached for yester-year.  But then, I am thankful for the sweet memories I can revisit often.

I had a blessed walk.  No answers.  No thrills.  Just a sweet tender moment with God and His creations that I am so thankful for.

God bless…..

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