I guess I would call the day exhilarating — the feared and famous “cross the Pyrenees mountains” day can be checked off of my list. Done! Even though they don’t have the elevation of the Rockies, they are tough. They have every reason to be feared, but when I finally quit feeling sorry for myself and got my eyes off the trail and up into mountains, the fear and dread turned into awe. Incredible beauty. Flocks of sheep contrasted against the green mountainside pastures. Spanish-style houses with orange roofs made everything so picturesque. But after 15 miles, I was so excited at the first glimpse of Roncesvalles, even though I still had 2 more miles to go to get to my Albergue (hostel).
What am I learning? I’m learning to slow down and listen to people like Peter, who was emotional as he poured out his heart and told me he was here to heal from a broken marriage, and to the lady who is here to process her grief after losing her father and her son. I am learning to stop and help a poor lady who could hardly walk because of a blister on her foot. I had come prepared and gladly shared what I had. This is not my nature, as I like to hurry and get to where I’m going. It’s hard to teach an old dog new tricks, but I’m trying to slow down and let God bring to me opportunities to serve.
Well, tomorrow is a new day — should be a piece of cake since it is only a 14-mile day — that is if I can get out of bed! 😆 Thanks for the many texts and emails of encouragement you are sending.
Total mileage goal: 560
Walked today: 17
Remaining miles: 543
All I lack is finishing up!
