This morning, while walking at my favorite beach, I met another wandering soul. We acknowledged one another and kept moving.
Upon my return, I happen to pass her by. She gave no notice of me but was totally engrossed in conversation with another. She was having a spiritual conversation; perhaps entertaining an angel. There is so much we cannot see.
It dawned on me that we both were engaging in Prayer Water Walking; keeping pace with God’s rhythm and timing.
Where We Walk is Holy!
Sometimes we land on our feet and be right where we are supposed to be.
Have a Blessed Day!