I was in a bit of a nostalgic mood, so I "Flew" over to Winnipeg and swooped over and through some of the old haunts.
For a while we lived in a three story home over on Jubilee Ave. It was a most beautiful part of the city with big trees and well developed yards. The homes were a variety of shapes and sizes and mostly well cared for. Each side of the street had side walks and people to greet as you walked by.
It was also a time of accelerated spiritual growth for me, if that makes sense. Most nights I would go out and walk and pray for hours. I would leave the house and move south towards the river, up one side of the street then down the other. I would pray for many many things, but mostly I prayed to get to know God a bit more. And God would walk with me those nights.
I got to know those houses by heart, walking and praying till 10 or 11 or 2 or 3 am.
Even better, I got to know God by heart then too. It was good.
I miss those times and beautiful places, just to walk and pray and connect.