In the spring of 2017, I took up running. If you were a reader back then you may remember my story of feeling like God was specifically telling me to do this, even though I felt like it was a crazy thing to be “called” to do. Little did I know what the next year and a half of my life would look like. While I was never an amazing runner and never earned any awards, running got me through a LOT of hard days. It was a great way to expend frustration, anger, pain, sadness, anxiety, and emotional weariness- to just go pound it out on the pavement. Some days I even had a good cry as I ran, and by the time I was done I always felt at least a little bit better about myself and my life.
(A), (a), and me after completing our first 5K in the summer of 2017 |
I miss running for exercise, I miss running for my mental
health. I miss running after my passions,
I miss running in-and-out of anyplace QUICKLY.
Running taught me endurance, it taught me I was tougher and stronger
than I thought, running gave me discipline, and running taught me I was capable
of things I never dreamed I could (or would want to) do.
I very much hope I am able to run again some day (maybe even
sooner rather than later), but for today as “running” looks very different, I
will remember even in this crazy kind of running- the lessons God taught me
still hold true. With His help, I am
tougher and stronger than I think, and in His grace I am capable of doing
things I didn’t think I could do. And
with that in mind… I will just keep running.
“I run in the path of your commands, for you have
broadened my understanding.” Psalms 119:32
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