It was a beautiful day! It almost felt like spring. Everything about the weather was terrific. However, as my mom used to say, ” We’re going to pay for this day.”

I took advantage of the warm sun and bright skies. Did some errands, ordered the cemetery holiday pieces and treated my self to a trip to The Country Grapevine. It felt good to have some time just for me.

It is incredible how quickly we can get caught up in taking care of so many others without thinking about ourselves. Sometimes we just have to unwind and enjoy the day. I even took a nice walk this evening. It felt good to breathe in the fresh air and clear my brain. When I walk, it allows me to see the beauty all around me. Especially this time of the year, as holiday decorations are going up and trees ride on top of the car’s roofs.

Each step I took this evening, I thanked God for the many blessings in my life. Then I asked Him to fill me with His grace of peace. It never ceases to amaze me how the weariness I feel begins to slowly ebb out like ocean waves retreating from the sandy shore. The more I walk, the more, I start to relax.

Sometimes I like to think that God is walking alongside me holding my hand, filling my soul with His love. A love that sends rays of sunshine through my tired body melting my stress like the streams of warm light that soothes every inch of my heart.

 I also noticed that after my walks, the feeling of calmness continues until I start to think or try to figure out how to solve someone else’s sadness or issues.

Then, in the snap of the fingers, the dreaded weariness returns, tensing muscles, lowering the neck, pushing the shoulders up to the point where they meet our ears and the overpowering feeling of tiredness leading to sleepless nights. And once again, I long for a walk with the Man who knows all about me and sees my real heart. The Man who held my hand covering ground leading me back to where I started.

 As I am writing this, a thought came to my mind. If He is always with me, I should be able to find the peace that only He can give, any time and anywhere I am. I should be able to relax and breathe His love in and scatter it through the parts that are exhausting me every time it starts to take hold.

Perhaps, I need to take a step back and take a hands-off approach and let Him step in and help in a way that only He can. Sometimes it is easier said than done. But I know I must try.

So, on this Sunshine Sunday, I have learned a few lessons about how to help myself to deal with what might come my way. I know that He loves me and you more than we could ever imagine. He is waiting for us to hold out our hand to Him and take a daily walk.

I guarantee your walk will be the best ever when He is with you.  As for me, my journey will start in the morning when my feet touch the floor and end when I am stretched out in my cozy bed, saying my nightly prayer.

So dear reader, are you ready to take His hand for a daily walk? Try it for a day. You just might like it.


Published by cynthiajeandeluca

My name is Cynthia Jean DeLuca. I am a wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. I believe in following your dreams and never giving up! Helping others is very important to me, for when we help others, we help ourselves. It is my hope to make a difference in the lives of children and grown-ups. My hobbies are writing, quilting and painting. I am a novice at all three but, enjoy them immensely. I grew up on a farm with no indoor plumbing and no heat in our upstairs. I love life and have a very strong faith. Working on inspirational short stories for grown- ups. Love to speak on topics that touch my heart.

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