I go for a walk in the woods to clear my head. Now and again, I make it a point to go…to smell and see and be.
It gives me a chance to reconcile things in my heart and mind. And like many of you, not all of it will be reconciled. Some of it is in the red–red as red can be. It will not be paid. Ever.
Then I take those things and I hand them all–those that reconcile and those that don’t to my loving Savior, who paid it all, who made it all fall under His feet. But oh, it still stands over my head.
And in those woods, I cry out for God to heal the places that only He knows completely.
In those woods, I get unstuck. And I begin to find what freely and lightly feels like again.
Some people say that I am too happy.
Well maybe that is so.
But they don’t know that sometimes…
sometimes, I need to go for a walk in the woods.