He Walks With Me

I've always loved walking.  I used to walk to the corner and back when I lived with mom and dad.  I love our road now because it's flat!  :)  A few nights ago, Dustin came with me and we took the dog.  This morning I took her and went by myself.

Picture this.  Hunting dog sniffing everything weaving from one side of the road to the other.  No leash, we use her yard chain that is super long.  Pregnant me in highlighter yellow being drug behind her, singing hymns.  Our orange tomcat following behind a few paces.  We a ragtag team, but thankfully we don't have much traffic!

This morning was BEAUTIFUL!  It was the perfect temperature and the sun felt joyful and warm as it kissed my skin.  I just feel such a release of pressure of everyday things when I walk.  Before I know it, I am spilling my guts out loud to God.  I get on a roll, and don't stop.  And then I sing.  I sing when I hang laundry on the line, and I've been singing a hymn a night to our little boy.  I've been singing hymns all my life, so why stop now?

Sometimes when I sing, I'm taken back to Sunday mornings singing classics like Power in the Blood, and I can almost feel the boom of Chuck Hicklan's powerfully deep voice.  I'm reminded of all those glorious mornings with the sun streaming in the windows as we worshiped. 

Today as I walked, one of my favorites came to mind.  In the Garden is just such a joyful song about spending time with the Lord.  It always leaves me feeling like I have just a little extra spring in my step.

And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own,
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.

And if you need anything more to put a smile on your face after singing, just picture me being drug by the dog, out of breath, attempting to sing this beautiful tune.  :)