As we started out of Pamplona this morning.
Traveling the Way!
Windmills and wheat...
The long road up the Alto del Perdon
Tears of joy and sadness as I was coming to this place. I sat in a bench and contemplated this for atone. Wow!!! And it was like Pentecost. Between the windmill noise and the wind blowing it was Pentecost! Cone holy spirit. Move!!!
I have another blog post started about all the rocks.
Shells lead us where we need to go!
Tired feet!
But how better to trip into grace?
You looked spent in the one photo... Hope all is well. Take care of your feet, they are the only ones you are issued.
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JT
Oh yeah...Thomas wants to let you know that he hasnt been praying but has been asking God to be with you almost every day.
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