Monday May 20, 2019

Lugar do Corgo to Ponte de Lima, Portugal—Day 5; 21,312 steps

Proverbs 5 

v. 11-12, 14a  At the end of your life you will groan, when your flesh and body are spent.  You will say, “How I hated discipline!  How my heart spurned correction!…  And I was soon in serious trouble….”  In a conversation with German Raik I referred to him as a millenial.  “I’m not a millenial,” he said.  “I have focus.  Millenials don’t know what they want.  They don’t have any goals.  I’m not a millenial anymore.”  I can’t speak for other young—or older—people on the Camino but I know many who walk are looking for something, following a call, seeking purpose.  They don’t want their life to drift away unlived.  So they discipline themselves with backpack and early wake-ups and many kilometers underfoot each day, preparing themselves for what they hope the Way will give them.  Dear Lord Jesus, may all these pilgrims meet you, the One who is the Way.

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We heard no sound until we got up at 7 am.  Jacinto put out breakfast at the long table:  rolls, cheese, some kind of salami I didn’t touch, butter, plenty of jam, coffee, tea and Nestle’s chocolate powder for my hot chocolate.  There was no sign of Portuguese Fernanda.  I gave Brazilian Fernanda more painkillers for her walk today. 

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