I was thinking about this journal entry a lot. I was asking myself.. “When in the world do I have alone time?” And to answer that question honestly,, I really, really do not have alone time.. at least not that often that I have a favorite thing to do.
But, as I was recalled my schedule every day, it occurred to me, that I do my best to take moments for accomplishing those things that are important to me, and that is what I consider my alone time.
I absolutely love to take walks. The entire time I walk, I am thinking upon all the activity in my life, and weeding thru the thoughts that get stuck in the cob-webs of my mind sometimes.
I am able to sort them out, and even have a firmer resolve to my day when I am done walking.
While I walk, I truly enjoy all of God’s Creation around me. Living in the country slants a whole new meaning to a walk. The corn fields, and wild flowers. The smells of the farms that may offend one driving by actually become a familar smell to my senses. Seasonal changes are more noticeable to me, and even the regualar occasion of a deer and its fawn walking across the road in front of me is just another reason that my walks alone are a favorite part of my day.
I walk to exercise.. after each and every baby I have a task of baby weight that needs to go. This task has now to turned to a favorite time to me.
Using my walks for my quiet time with the Lord has been the biggest blessing. With out the hustle and bustle of being home, or even living in town, I have found that this time on my country road has so many more benefits than exercise.
The next time that you are driving by a corn field, and see it waving in the wind, think on that song that talks about the trees of the field will clap their hands, and we shall go out with JOY and be led forth in peace. The mountain and the hills will break forth in Glory!