My walks have been FuN. I live in a most remarkable area...whith in a three mile radius I have access to some very beautiful roads, dirt roads mostly. I love the variety of places to go with no houses and very little traffic. I like to take Angee with me, she is Braden's Yellow Lab, you couldn't ask for a better companion. and should I chance upon a bear, I'm sure she would protect me with her life. ;)
As I was walking today my thoughts turned to my Oldest son, he was in an accident last night, on one of those back roads I was talking about. He was coming home from a baseball game last night. They had won 28 to 1. The bus had dropped them off at the high school and the boys that live in Loa all took this back road. the first boy had some napkins in his pick up and the wind caught them and scattered them all over the road he apparently stopped in the middle of the road to get things under control when the next boy pulled up into the lane beside him to see what was happening. Braden saw the napkins flying around and was distracted came around the corner and couldn't stop and rear ended the two cars. Roger was called, he happened to be cutting hay in our field close by and he went down and they got all the paper work done and got home after 11:00.
When Roger called to let me know what had happened I hung up the phone and was pretty upset, I hurried the three youngest to bed with scripture study and prayers and then went into try to calm myself down and get ready for bed myself. I finally knelt by the bed to ask Heavenly Father for help...I'd been up since four in the morning because I'm now a Baker, yes, I make fresh donuts and bread and such in our local bakery...love it!! but I was tired and irritated. thus my prayer for help in being able to handle the situation with patience and love. As I knelt, and began to pray I heard a voice tell me to relax this crash was supposed to happen. The savior needed to teach Braden through this. I immediately relaxed.
And so...back to my walk this morning and my thoughts, My walk was on a beautiful dirt road with a slight incline as it works it's way up into the mountains above us. as I walked I let my iphone tell me my distance and I just walked untill I had gone a mile and a quarter when I finally reached that point I was on a steep hill struggling to walk as fast as I could and quickly getting tired, I was winded and weary but determined to continue on. It was then that my Phone said " Time 18 minutes 24 seconds, distance 1 point 25 miles, average pace 13.34 minutes per mile." I sighed with relief immediately about faced and headed back down the road towards home...
Now my Thursday thoughts: I thought of Alma the Younger, in the book of Mormon, I thought of Enos in the Book of Mormon and I pondered their conversions. I thought about how we come to this earth on our walks and we head out experiencing and learning and playing and loving our lives and our free agency, but in our walk on this earth their comes a time, I believe, when we become weary and tired and winded and we start to think about going home, and really, its our choice do we about face and begin our journey home to comfort rest and a shower, or do we continue with our struggle up the steep hill of personal weakness, say pride or ingratitude or disobedience or maybe insecurity, fear or even laziness...whatever we struggle with. I really think it's that easy, to simply refuse to be a slave to whatever it is we struggle with just about face and head back to where we can find the comforts we seek. that is our heavenly home..
I know...these are my own thoughts but they gave me hope...I just pray that I can be patient with those who struggle up their hills and that maybe in some small way I can point out our heavenly home and help them. I really think that our loving Heavenly Father constantly is aware of our walk on this earth and will show us the way home if we let Him.
2 comments:
Thank you for sharing. I needed to read this today for two reasons. One being to continue to walk down the difficult path and fight my own weakness, and two because I witnessed a man on a bike get hit by a car this week, and had to call 911 while Todd attended to him. I keep asking myself all the "what ifs" and wonder why I had to see and be a part of that accident, but I feel like it was for a purpose. There is something I need to learn from it...and for now I don't know what that is.
Congrats on being a baker, btw. That's what my dad does. He's the manager at an associated foods store in Logan.
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