Sun Day
I intended to go to church this morning but nature called. I decided to go for a walk in the park instead. I really needed the exercise and I am proud that despite being very out of shape I walked to around (the Meer) and back. My feet hurt because I still haven't found the right shoes, that is about all that really hurts. No knee pains or foot pain that was happening last year. Hopefully I am on the road to recovery. I just need to do it consistently. Not going to church and going to the park made me think of an Emily Dickinson poem: SOME keep the Sabbath going to church; I keep it staying at home, With a bobolink for a chorister, And an orchard for a dome. Some keep the Sabbath in surplice; I just wear my wings, And instead of tolling the bell for church, Our little sexton sings. God preaches,—a noted clergyman,— And the sermon is never long; So instead of getting to heaven at last, I ’m going all along!