AdamJD

What, someone left you a tip in your truck?  Sounds pretty lame to me, Theresa. 😉

Hello Connie.  Yes, I’ve seen you at CCC before.  It’s nice to meet y’all, thanks for checking out my xanga (well, I can’t say it still, but I can spell it).

I like what you said Connie.  I’ve heard of this before, but I’ve never actually tried putting it into play (praying with this attitude).  Wow, it’s pretty humbling, and liberating, to surrender to and accept God’s perfect design isn’t it?

The Race

I have a story, I hope it will paint a picture.  In August I ran regularly, a few miles a few times a week.  When September rolled around, I had to start working overtime, on nights and weekends, which pretty much stifled my willingness to run.  I had more than 6 hours of sleep for once on Wednesday night, giving me enough energy to run on Thursday (yesterday).  Ah, I don’t know why I punish my self with such little sleep…   Anyway, as you might guess, it was very hard to run when I knew my body wasn’t willing to help me out a little.  I was dying when I was less than a fourth of the way through with my run.  I planned on giving up at the half-way point.

The road I run down, out in the middle of nowhere, is lined with chain link fences on either side.  As I was planning to give up, a couple of stray dogs showed up on the other side of the fence.  They wanted to race .  Hahah, it was so much fun.  I was tired, and I could tell the dogs were tired.  I wouldn’t let them beat me!  I ran so stinkin’ hard!

I thought about it later, how suddenly a boring trail became so exciting to run.  One of the hardest physical endeavors suddenly became the funnest…  the funnerest…   agh, the most fun.

Well, I’ll let you come up with your own spiritual parallel for this story…  I don’t want to steal your interpretation by giving mine.  God is so, so good!  I’m super-interested to here what others think.