On Monday morning, August 29th, I didn’t pack up, but instead left my backpack and belongings in the locker at the Hostel, bagged up some bulky items to ship my friend’s place in Ireland, stuffed them into a reusable bag, took my money and passport, with a map in hand, headed out. I followed the…
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Day 8 – Monasterio de Zenarruza to Albergue Eskerika
“Dearest Brian, I am praying for you to experience the most wonderful things on this adventure. I know God will put amazing people in your path and that you will find God in the strangest places, but He will give you the wisdom to see him. I will miss you but I am so happy…
Day 7 — Monasterio de Zenarruza
We all awoke early, around 6. It was dark still. I sliced the baguettes left by the monastery for the breakfast (snack) and the packets of hot chocolate, instant coffee and the container of milk on the table outside on the still dark balcony. The only way to heat up the milk was in the…
Day 6– Izarbide to Monasterio de Zenarruza
I read the scriptures for the day and this one from Ezekiel jumped off the page, where God speaking to Ezekiel had said, “Son of Man, let all my words sink deep into your own heart first. Listen to tthem carefully for yourself. Then go to your people, saying, This is what the Sovereign Lord…
Day 5 – Zumaia to Izarbide Aterpetxea
A knock came to our door at 650 am. I had just awakened at 645 and had asked Markus for the time. I was astounded. This was the first time I had slept so many hours since I began this journey. We packed up and left at 7 am each walking alone. I’d realized that…
Day 4 Oreo to Zumaia
I stood in the entry area of the albergue in Oreo. The bare lightbulb above me cast its glare across the three walls and out across the yard. There across the gravel and lawn I could see the single dim line of light along the distant hills, as the sun barely lit the sky. I…
Day 3 — Irun to Oreo
Today August 22nd was our 35th wedding anniversary and we were so many miles apart from one another while I walked and walked and walked this path. I had planned to take this day easy. It was 10+ km from Irun to San Sebastián. The route began with the steep climb up the stairs and switchback path to…
Day Two Irún to Pasajes de San Juan/Pasaia Donibane
I stepped off the bus in Irún with all the emotions — excited, scared, uncertain, like stepping into the unknown, and knowing the trip back to Bilbao on foot would take the next week. I wandered a bit, finally finding my first arrow. Seeing it caused my heart to rejoice, perhaps like the wise men…
Re-walking the Camino — Day One, August 20
Arrived in Bilbao August 20th to discover the hotel I had booked “close to the bus station” was not close to the bus station in Bilbao. The taxi driver’s face spoke volumes. He’d asked me to sit next to him in his car as he checked his phone for the name of the hotel I had given…
Your Usual Love
I love this picture. It reminds me of how often I get to see something because God reaches out and opens something I otherwise couldn’t open or see. It reminds me of the might, majesty of God’s love. It was two years ago for Christmas when two of my girls went together and offered to…
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