With all prayer and petition pray at all times in the Spirit, and with this in view, be on the alert with all perseverance and petition for all the saints,
— Ephesians 6:18 (NASB)
Well I bit the bullet as the saying goes, and went out on this sunny but very cold afternoon for a wee walk. It turned out to not be my brightest idea with much of the woodland paths covered in sheer ice. The result being that a walk that would normally take 40 minutes took double that time as I baby-stepped my way most of the way.
I always refer to walking as a perfect time for prayer, on this occasion it was mostly desperate petitions for preservation from hitting the deck. Yet it was beautiful with the winter sunshine and winter flocks of mixed passerines flitting from tree to tree twittering as they went. I even had a sighting of the white tail of a Roe deer prancing up the woodland edge next to the stubble field.
Even under these treacherous icy conditions I had plenty opportunity to commune with our Father. Particularly at the bench pictured here, to the memory of a father and grandfather. I think such memorials are appropiate and very touching, I find myself praying for the individual and their family who obviously miss them dearly. As well as imagining the individual walking these same woodland paths I am reminded of our mortality, and the glorious future that awaits me some day in Glory Land.
Thank you for reading my afternoon ramblings, now excuse me while I go hug my mug of coffee and paracetomols!