Sometimes the nicest things happen unexpectedly. I was blearily awakening from a nap(great on Sundays) when a friend called and suggested a walk in our nearby state park.WE met at the park and walked three miles along a trail beside a bubbling stream.She is my oldest friend,going back to fifth grade,and we always chatter about everything under the sun,especially our grandkids,both born on the same day and in the same hospital(our little girls) The trees were bare and stark agains the sky and the clarity of the stream as it bubblied along the rocks wa soothing to my soul. A few brave fishemen were in the water wearing hip boots,as many walkers and bike riders enjoyed the trail.  I even ran into one of our construction workers for our new addition,walking with his family.  This is the way Sundays should be,being outside in the fresh air,getting good exercise and good conversation at the same time,communing with the beauty around us.

I always feel God's presence in nature.I love the silence and the peace,and I love to be with people who are taking care of their bodies by walking and who love nature. Of course,I am now so stiff I can hardly move,but I refuse to give in to the arthritis that stalks me.

Meanwhile my DH is inside watching football.That is his thing,and that is how he enjoys himself. I dont understand it,and the noise grates on my nerves,but it is his thing,and he lets me do mine. I would prefer that he sometimes take a walk with me,but he is of the mindset that one must be working all the time,even while watching football!  So we are worlds apart on this issue,but he doesn't stand in my way and I dont stand in his.Its just how things are in the marriage.

THis morning in  church,my daughter and grandson,Will were there.Wills favorite part of church is the communion,because he says he likes to dunk the wafer in the wine and then lick his fingers! This is not the most reverent way of receiving communion,but at least he is there and is observing reverence around him.BEing only 4,I think God understands.

so now its time to eat and I must close,as my DH and son are nagging me to stop writing and come to the table.

Just wanted to share the simple loveliness of the day.I am learning to do that more regularly,which shows I am making progress in my climb out of the pit!  Sometimes God has reasons for putting a person in ones life that causes seismic shifts.And my dear lost friend did just this.And for that I am grateful. And each day brings a new beginning.