Disaster
When I went to leave yesterday I looked for my litter picker. Gone. I left it outside reception but not there. I think my litter picking is a crutch. I serve the Camino by cleaning as o go. Now I have nothing. After being upset for a while I think now the Camino is going to serve me. I can now use my poles which take 20% energy off your legs. Also the 5% extra I was using stopping and zig zaging on the path to pick as much as I could.
I am now free to look up, see more beauty, walk easier and to listen more. Sometimes disaster turn into blessing.
Oh Martha Martha
“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one.Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:41-42
When you are a doer you do, when you are a server you serve, when you are a giver you give. If you are a “get stuck in” person you just get stuck in. I’ve always been like that, I’m happier in the sink than at the front.
Grief is a weird thing, everyone reacts differently and their journey is unique. I think I’ve done ok for me. But sometimes you skip things and rush forward.
Now that my eyes are looking up and not at the ground I think the journey ahead will be good and different. I have to learn to receive as well as to give. You can only give what the Life Giver has poured in.
Oh Holy Spirit once again I give you my all, teach me more of Jesus. May I serve like Martha but not be destructed by that service, may I also take time to sit and listen to Jesus, like Mary did.
