RESTLESS

This is the view of where we enter the Water-shed Park which is full of many paths that wander through acres of land of forest, ferns. rocks and small streams. It is a delightful place to walk; and get lost in, away from the noisy road where cars continually drive to and fro.

No, I would not go in there alone because we live in a world where we have to be aware that there are dangerous people out there. So I am now so thankful that dad can now do some walking with me and also that Kenny and Hobey and Kim among others like my neighbor Cathy have walked with me.

There are times in my life when I do not know quite what to do with myself and the best thing is to go for a walk early in the morning when I have the most energy. I often feel restless on a Sunday afternoon because I do not feel like starting anything so then I read a bit and have a little rest and we drive to the hospital to visit our friend Shirley. We had gone out for lunch with a group of friends and had great fun telling how we were proposed to and their stories were hilarious. Shirley then shared how she had been proposed to when she was entering a grocery store. Well now a days these romantic moments are caught by camera and love is expressed in every pose and picture. Young or old love is amazing as we keep growing in learning how to express love and to live it out daily!

I have heard of the study Asking The Questions but have been involved in a group outside our church which is studying the New Theology which I believe is similar.
I think that we all want our lives to be meaningful but at times just feel a restless spirit that challenges us with the nagging thoughts that there must be more to life. Yesterday I left church with the desire to move deeper into my relationship with Jesus by inviting the spirit to breath new life into me.

I am reading Bishop Spong and as usual he stirs up some restlessness in me. I know that this is good and I appreciate the new honesty that is being expressed in the church and in the writings of many. The funny thing is we do not know what to call God, Creator? Rock and Deliverer? Source? Holy One? Spirit? Father/Mother? Healer? or friend? Words cannot take us into the mystery that is deeper and higher than any of our knowledge and yet in moments of silence there is a peace that floods the soul that does not need words but can be experienced.