I expected today to be relatively easy but it was hard. Whether I was tired after yesterday or because so much of it was walking up and down woodland tracks with limited views. Or simply poor attitude. But sadly reaching the destination became the aim rather than really engaging in the journey and it was a bit of a drag. Even supposedly enjoyable things can become a trudge sometimes.
This definitely ranks as one of the hardest things I have done. With a marathon the training is really hard, as is the race. But you’re done in a few hours. But hats off to long distance walkers who keep going day in, day out; this is quite an endurance exercise.
It reminds me that to follow Jesus in many countries is an incredible endurance exercise. In many places like Pakistan they are often the poorest of the poor. In places like Somalia it can be a death sentence if others hear of your faith. This is true endurance; of really counting the cost. That’s why coming alongside to bear their burden is so important.
These are the steps across the river at Box Hill with the other view about a mile further on. Box Hill was where Emma embarrassed Miss Bates in the novel of that name.
I have also added a some other photos; a nice shot in the woods; a view of the North Downs and a shot above Reigate. From Reigate you could also momentarily see the London skyline in the distance. I’ve also included one of a massive limekiln-the only way to get the lime is to heat it. A bit like life’s heat refining us.
Hope you have a good weekend and thanks for reading.