Saturday, 28 September 2013

Responses Walking on the 3rd day

Some of the best things about being alone walking over kms of bush, is that no one is with me, so I can sing to the rhythm of my walking stick on the track.  I can let my heart learn to be thankful, and to learn to live in the care & provision of the most creative person,  who treats me as his son. Some times I make up ditties that I don't expect anyone else to understand. Some times I critique my interactions with people, and practice better ways of responding.
Tonight, I was walking till about 8pm (with a light), on the wrong side of the highway. When a car came I'd stop & get off the road, then when it had passed,I'd start off again. Wow, some people are so thoughtful. Once tonight a cheery fellow stopped on the deserted highway next to me, and said "Do you want a lift mate? I said "No thanks", and asked him if he knew how far to the next town. He didn't, but offered a lift again anyway (a tourist, I thought). I said I was doing a kind of pilgrimage and trying to walk, and he took off again. After, I felt like I wanted (in a situation like that in the future)  to honour such a thoughtful offer more. Maybe I could verbalizeize my appreciation more than just saying "No, thanks", with  "Thanks for such a thoughtful offer." Or "Wow, how thoughtful, that reminds me of a really thoughtful friend"... I hope I can grow appreciation in the garden of this life. I practiced saying these sort of responses out loud, to try to give me alternative habits. God, pls make it stick.

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