Coming to the Still Waters

  The screenshot is my typical morning walk around Betmar Acres mobile home park.  It is 4.63 miles long and usually takes me about 1 hour and 15 minutes to complete.  For those mph people out there, it is a pace of 3.7 mph.  It offers me some physical exercise that I need but also a time to think and pray and meet other walkers of the park.  Scroll down to the bottom if you want to see the satellite view and get an idea of how many mobile homes are in this park.  On Sunday mornings I shorten it up a bit so that I am ready for Sunday School and Morning Worship but I'm trying to create a habit I will take with me again.  I was so thankful for the 2 mile walks from our provided home in Marshfield, Maine to the Machias Valley Baptist Church and especially on Sunday mornings.   Another thing in order are the sheds.  At one point in my life, I possessed a 40x60 pole barn!  Now I have a couple little sheds that store our "downsizing" possessions.  It is amazing what you can pu

Yesterday, February 14th, Valentine's Day marked the 10th year of when I walked into a cancer infusion center clinic to receive my first dose of chemo.  I was there over 8 hours that day and that would become my new routine over the next 5 months returning every 3rd week.  It does seem like a life time ago but my colostomy bag reminds me of the year 2011 every day.  Many view 2020 as a bad or challenging year.  Mine was 2011 but as I said to Stephanie yesterday after saying, "Happy Valentine's Day" was "I'm still here and thankful to be productive for my God."    I am not a sermon preparer right now but now a sermon listener.  As I have said before, I am thankful for the church we attend here when back at "home base."   It is so important to search out a church that preaches the Word of God and is filled with people who are there because it is holding to the Word of God.  I held off sharing this post because the pastor's sermon was a two p