31. Aug 2026

Radelange - Simmern

Photo 1: This moring I set foot in Luxemburg... and then the next foot was back in Belgium. The whole day today I would be walking along the border between the two countries.

Photo 2: I was always grateful for the pockets of blue skies breaking through the looming rain clouds. It was sometimes as if God's blue eyes were looking down upon me. It also became my prayer theme as I walked the border between the two countries, that God's grace would break through the secularist mindset in these nations.

Photo 3: "A pony at home"

It made me think of what Jesus said: "The foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man hath nowhere to lay His head.” (Matthew 8:20)

Being a pilgrim is sometimes like that. Not always do you know where you will lay your head at the end of a day. I still have a few days ahead of me where that is the case.

Photo 4: This storm caught up to me. For about ten minutes I stood in the woods with my poncho on while the storm passed by. It was the breakthrough. No more rain would come at least up to the time that I post this blog a week later.

Photo 5: "Border Marker"

There were a number of these old border markers in the woods that I walked through. I also reached two major milestones today. I crossed the 2000 km mark and am now three fouths of the way from Scotland to my home in Germany. I celebrated the event this evening at the campground by eating müsli with powdered milk, grapes, raisins and walnuts. That is all I had with me... oh, yes, I also had some round "Elephant" pretzel chips. That will be my breakfast tomorrow as well. The only food store I walked by today was early this morning where I bought things for lunch. I knew there would be a restaurant at the campground, but unfortunately it is not open on Mondays. At least there was a microwave that I could use, and so I made hot porridge out of my müsli. Sometimes there are days like that. By the way, horses also walk a lot and carry heavy loads, and sometimes they only eat oats, right? Still walking, still praying, still talking to people I meet on the byways.