I got off of work yesterday and I was tired. I wanted to go home and nap. But then I got home and a friend, Matt, was over. So instead I danced in the living room and ate a scrambled egg and, since he is coming on the Camino with me…we decided to “practice walk” around our city. With backpacks.
We started at one church where we met up with some other young adults to pray a rosary. But first I made them do ab exercises. 50 leg lifts, 50 crunches, 45 seconds of planking. It’s who I am. And then we prayed a rosary. Welcome to my life.
Once the rosary was finished and pleasantries exchanged, Matt and I set out.
Is it possible that merely putting on a backpack leads to adventure? This has not yet been proven otherwise.
- While walking we ran into a group of bagpipers/ drummers practicing their songs in a church parking lot.
- I continually marveled at the lilacs. SO fragrant! So beautiful; dripping purple everywhere!
- Prayed a holy-half-hour in a chapel, walked home as the sun was setting…talking about our faith experiences until today.
I wanted to take pictures of the bagpipers so that you could see them. I wanted to take pictures of the lilacs, too…and the chapel and of Matt and of the backpacks and the Mary statue by which we prayed a rosary.
But, I had forgotten my camera.
You know what? Small matters. Tonight (or tomorrow night)…take a walk yourself. 🙂 And smell the lilacs real-life, real-time.
Because evenings in May are a beautiful, magical thing.