Over the past several months I’ve been seriously re-assessing my understanding of my Christian walk. A number of things have happened to jar my complacency, and I have developed an ever growing hunger to really understand what it means when Jesus says “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” (John 10:10b)
I started to share about this journey a couple of weeks ago and since then I’ve finished listening to Wayne Jacobsen’s “Transition” series, and am just finishing up his book “He Loves Me! Learning to Live in the Father’s Affection” and I am being deeply challenged, moved, and hugely encouraged.

So much of my faith has been based on religion – not hard to understand when yoou realize I grew up as a traditional Baptist!
But religion keeps us as far from the heart of God as rebellion. In fact, I’ll bet God prefers rebellion, because it’s at least usually honest, where religion is not.
Anyway, I’m very grateful for the fact that my training is going to soon be forcing me into longer and longer walks. It will give me much more time to listen, study, and focus on walking this new path spiritually, while I train for the physical part of my marathon.
Can’t wait to see where it leads…
Happy walking!
Darlene
It’s been a while since I’ve done a more “spiritual” post here. Mostly I’ve been focusing on the training. However, I never walk without listening to something, and lately I’ve been deeply challenged by some teaching that I’ve been working through on my walks.
I’ve had such a struggle with walking this winter. I convinced myself to go out today and brave the ice with my funky ice-pick straps that actually work with Vibrams (though only just – they are a bit finicky and need lots of readjusting, which is still better than cracking my head open on the sidewalk).
Every now and then I hit a place in my walking where I need to take about a week off. Because I’ve never had problems starting up again, I allow myself this grace. It happens about once or twice a year. No biggie.
A couple of years ago I got a call from the Heart and Stroke foundation. A lovely man was on the other end, and asked quite apologetically if I would be able to canvass for them that year (in February). The routes were very small, he assured me, and I’d have two whole weeks to get it done, and my own street was available if I’d like to do it.
To call me a “driven” person is an understatement (friends might use the term “scary”…) There’s something about my makeup that doesn’t allow me to tackle a day without to-do list of at least 30 items. I kid you not. There are always
of saying that, now could I?
Every now and then I come across a really cool book. This is one of them: 
My husband and I are vacationing in Montana as this is (automatically) posted (gotta love technology!) We’re going for some much needed R&R.
(For those of you who recognize this post, know that it posted itself TWICE before it was finished last week. Silly post. It’s now under control and properly finished. Take another read if you think you’ve already seen it!)
