Today has been a great day, but very tiring. We walked along the old rail bed from Doaktown to Ludlow. There was a well attended parish barbeque in the Fire Hall at Boiestown and the walk along the side of the river was amazing. There is really only one problem Trevor and I are exhausted. It is becoming apparent that we have both aged since the last walk and although we are confident of making it to the Cathedral on Sunday, we will be very tired by then.
Today we crossed a long suspension bridge across the river at Priceville. For me this was a major challenge. Firstly, I am not good with heights and the bridge rocked and shook above the river. Secondly, it was necessary to cross it and come back. As I began, I hoped I could make it.
The journey reminded me of the Christian life. There are times when the walk feels safe and other times when it is decidedly precarious. We will get there in the end because God is God, but it does not always feel secure as we try. This applies both to individuals and churches.