In the first Bunco Biddies mystery I wrote, Dumpster Dicing, two of the retired citizens at Sunset Acres discover a body in the community dumpster on their daily morning power-walk! Walking in the early morning was one of the ways they stayed fit and healthy up into their sixties and seventies.
No matter your age, the more you can keep moving the better. Studies show just a brisk thirty-minute walk first thing in the morning can do wonders for your health, psyche and metabolism. So, recently, I decided to emulate my characters and get up, get out and get going.
Here in Texas, summer heat can be brutal by 11:00 a.m., so the earlier you can throw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt and lace up your walking shoes the better. I have chosen to rise with the sun. I have my half hour of devotional and reflection time, down 16 ounces of water, then open my apartment door and greet the day. Here are a few of the benefits I have discovered during my early A.M. trek so far:
- I am meeting more neighbors. I can offer a friendly wave or say, “Good morning” and help get their day started off on a positive note. That helps me do the same.
- I hear birdsong, watch squirrels dashing across the branches, and even notice small insects going about their work.
- I notice my stature is more erect. My shoulders slump less. My lungs fill with air. It always seems fresher in the morning.
- I am sleeping better at night. Unless of course, one of the rafter-rumbling Texas summer storms roll through.
- I have some nice conversations with my Maker as I stroll and enjoy His creation around me.
In my youth, I associated summers with sleeping in, being lazy and basking. Then life, work, raising a family and volunteering filled my days. Now, as I get older, I see I have missed out on a lot of the beautiful quiet times. True, we have to schedule them. But I am glad I decided to be more like my Bunco Biddies, Janie, Ethel and Betsy Ann, by getting out there daily and moving….hopefully I won’t find a body in my complex’s dumpster!
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One is a gorger. He starved as a stray and the Vet thinks his “no longer hungry” switch permanently turned off. He will eat and eat until he pops…or hack it up.
Words can smack us in the heart, and once uttered cannot be taken back. Victims of abuse can tell you the exact time and place when that first whack from someone they thought loved them occurred. In most cases, the hurt is very real and can last a lifetime if not dealt with. You might say “hit” is Hurt Intentionally Targeted.
my parent’s faith as my own before God and the congregation, they taught us that Scripture should be read, marked and inwardly digested.
A steady diet of M&M, and M when it comes to God’s Word can do wonders for your health, your faith, and your attitude. Try it.
Of course the first traffic light I came to turned red just as I drove up. Really? One of the longest lights in my city and I am stuck at it. My fingers tapped the steering wheel as my gaze kept darting from the stop symbol to the clock on my dashboard.
Jesus said He is the LIGHT of the world. How many dark crevices do each of us have we’d prefer He not shine into? Areas of hidden shame, character flaws, deep hurts we cling to out of habit, justification, denial, or fear of letting go. I have a few, don’t you?




