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Yomping

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This past week, most days have been so hot here in sub-tropical Yorkshire that long walks in the countryside would have been foolhardy. However, by Saturday, a change in the weather seemed to be occurring with slightly reduced heat and a welcome buffeting breeze to clear the air . Shirley was doing her regular volunteer shift at the "Age Concern" charity shop  so after a light lunch of boiled eggs and baked beans I decided to go out for a walk west of this northern city.  Sensibly, I guzzled a pint of water before driving away from home. I parked Butch at Redmires Reservoirs and then headed out to one of my favourite places in the entire world - tiny Oaking Clough Reservoir with its curious stone building. See the top picture. I have blogged about it before. Go here  and here . When I got there, I noticed a few things. First, a rotund hiker had just arrived from the opposite direction. He was standing looking at his smartphone and we were the only two people in that lands...

Battle

 I’m learning that God is the Source of my sustenance. There are some things that He is the only who knows. He’s intimately acquainted with my sorrows and pain. He gives me reason to wake up with joy even after a night of tears. I don’t know what this season is trying to teach me. I’m having to learn with every moment not to fight. There are some battles that aren’t mine to fight. I’m wanting what I can’t have. And I’m fighting my own sinful flesh with everything I am. I’m fighting myself while trying not to fight others. Maybe a contradiction. If this post seems jumbled, it’s probably because my thoughts are exactly that. Thank you for humoring me. I’m in a battle I didn’t want.  from R's rue https://ift.tt/gROacCH