I'm still not into Christmas celebrations, but I definitely woke up in a better place yesterday and an even better place this morning. I'm even sitting out on the lanai enjoying a morning breeze and some sunshine. Maybe the dreariness of the past few mornings has been a big cause of how I look at the coming day. I never did like gray as a color for the sky or much of anything else. Grey is a nothing color and it leaves me feeling like nothing. Boy am I blessed to not be living up north anymore where gray days are the norm rather than the exception this time of year.
Anyway, life is feeling a bit better right now. God is so good. It seems lately when things begin to get "gray" he puts something to read in my path that helps brighten things up. This time is is a short book I've been trying to get from the library and a couple of weeks ago I placed a hold on it. Friday it came in and Saturday I picked it up. I didn't start reading it till yesterday since I knew if I didn't finish reading the book I was in the middle of I would never get back to it and finish it. (A bad pattern of mine). I had a strong desire to read this little book. I don't really know where that came from since the main reason I originally wanted to read it was it is the first book in a series of two and a friend had given me the second book to read. I've had the second book for months but couldn't find book one. (Another reading trait of mine is I don't like to read book 2 before book 1.) I powered my way through the book I was reading. It was a long one and last night I started my new one. I'm already half way through it.
Oh in case anyone is interested the short book is THE WALK by Richard Paul Evans. Yes, he is the master story teller of short books. I've read a lot of his other books which were I though nice easy reads and I enjoyed them, but this one is in my opinion the best. As they say it is "speaking to my soul". It is the story of a man who thought he had everything and then lost it all. His escape from the pain of all he lost takes him on a very long walk from Seattle, Washington to Key West, FL. His story resonates with me. At my age I could not think of walking across the country to escape from the pain of loss or to redefine who I am in this new life. I did however drive away from my past life and move 900 miles down the coast searching for a new meaning. In the book Alan has just begun his journey. He started out the week after he lost the love of his life. In my case it took me two years to make my escape and I've been on my journey for a little over a year.
I don't yet know how Alan's journey will progress and I definitely have no idea where mine is taking me. I just know that I am on a journey and if no one else is with me that I have one companion who has promised he will never leave me. Daily I look to my companion and thank him that he will keep his promise to always be with me and ask that I have the faith and trust to believe in that promise. That companion is God. The one who I believe put this short book in my hands at this time when I needed to hear the story of another's escape from loss and pain and rediscovery of self. Alan's story may be fictional, but that doesn't detract from the truth it tells and the hope it provides.