An early-morning walk is a blessing for the whole day. ~Henry David Thoreau
I can still see my grandfather walking across the hillside, hands clasped behind his back. He strolled down the lane, across Cherry Tree Hill, and then whistled for the dog to fall in line as they neared the house.
It was his daily constitutional. Gather the mail at the end of the lane, bring it to our house, then walk back to his. The entire trip was about a half-mile of slow, steady thought.
Walking just seems to open the mind and the ears.
Paul and his buddies were in Troas. The last year or more was spent running from one city to another trying to stay alive and yet preaching certain death. Now he gave all the last directions he could before heading off again.
The night wore on while Paul preached and encouraged. One of the young men dozed off and fell to his death from a third story window. Paul brought the man back to life and went on preaching.
He must have been worn out.
But instead of joining the others on a relaxing boat trip to Assos, Paul sent them ahead by ship while he walked.
Tired, beaten, victimized, he chose to walk.
Because a long walk opens the mind and ears.
Paul’s next recorded conversation is that he was headed to Jerusalem at the Holy Spirit’s urging, knowing that he was headed for prison and hardship. But he committed to follow through.
Are you having trouble hearing the Holy Spirit? Are the directions muffled or incoherent?
What you need is a long walk.
I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, and his incomparably great power for us who believe. Ephesians 1:17-19b NIV