Sunrise over Rabe de las Calzades
Coffee from a vending machine and a two week old protein bar for breakfast. The sunrise more than made up for the marginal breakfast.
This morning I woke up and for the first time I had that sense of “oh my goodness I’ve been doing this for more than two weeks and I still have almost 4 weeks to go”, and it’s not the physical thing it’s beginning to be the mental game
Even the monuments along the road are becoming different. In the beginning they were piles of rocks beautifully placed want to top another sometimes pictures, sometimes flowers, sometimes little handwritten notes; I think of them as memorials of love.
Now I pass a marker and it seems to have a pile of stones haphazardly thrown on it and sometimes a shoe with a hole in it.
It seems to speak of more despair and fatigue than the initial joy of the journey.
And yet God is present here too.
Psalm 139 v. 7-12 NRSV
7 Where can I go from your spirit?
Or where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I ascend to heaven, you are there;
if I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.
9 If I take the wings of the morning
and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light around me become night,”
12 even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is as bright as the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
Dear God, I may not always feel your presence and yet I know you are near. I have all that I need because the Camino provides. Thank you for your grace. Amen.