A walk up the canal towpath today for Janet, after a day’s break to give the campervan back.
We’re in the rough area I used to visit in the wee small hours as part of the Bogle Stroll forty odd years ago. It’s left the haziest of memories.
As Janet was going north from Wigan, we saw a number of people out on the Saturday of Bank Holiday weekend. Some were running, some cycling: even many of the walkers seemed to be doing their best. Good to see people “pushing their envelopes” (sounds like a clerical job), but also good to see some dawdling and enjoying the surroundings and making the most of the weather before it turns.
God bless all people
in what they do
and in what they don’t do;
in their effort
and in their relaxation.
May we all enjoy the rhythm
of work and play,
of life and prayer….
…in the name of Jesus,
who gave everything,
yet sometimes withdrew
to be quiet.