Our town has a unique privilege.
Just on the outskirts is a small dam, called the Motherwell dam. I sometimes wonder if the name could spell the reason a walking trail around the dam is such a good idea.
Mothers have been known to tell kids to “go for a walk” when they get out of sorts (OK, not when they are toddlers, but sometimes when they are older). There is a certain wellness that comes from exercise and free thinking.
I noted that last night as I circled the dam. You can go at a leisurely pace or a quick trot. The walk is less than 30 minutes for me. In that time I was able to clear my head somewhat. Although situations may not change, our pictures that haunt our heads can change.
I wonder if I need to walk more often with that thought front and center in my mind, “Since God is for us . . .”. I have a feeling things would be much better and life, although still filled with disappointments as well as pleasures, would provide a nest for us that was joyful.