I’ve been winding up in places lately and kind of wondering how exactly I got there.. physically and sometimes just mentally. Apparently, it’s a God thing because I’m right where I should be, right when I should be.
This week, I was standing in line at CVS to pick up a prescription for a patient that had no way to get it and she needed it desperately. She didn’t live too far from me so I immediately volunteered to bring it to her after I got off work… how did that happen? It’s like I just wound up there and don’t even remember offering to do it.
That happened a few months ago. I was exhausted, it had be a crazy week or month. It was LifeGroup night and we were cancelling because of illness I think and then suddenly my fingers were flying over the keyboard to offer anyone that wanted to come was still more than welcome to come. It was like I didn’t even have control of my fingers but they were on a mission!
Even now… as I’m typing out a blog post, I’m not sure where it’s coming from because I was so relieved to be finishing my 1000 miles so I wouldn’t be on a schedule to blog anymore. It’s a little stressful knowing that I had to come up with a blog every week. Now that I don’t have to do one, apparently I have things to say.
My latest out of body/mind decision: I decided that I want to run. I LOVE watching people run and have envied them because I told myself that I can’t. I broke my leg several years ago and had to have an 8″ metal plate screwed to the bone with 6 screws to hold it together and then just for good measure they put a big “pin” thing through the bone just above my knee. I’m not sure what the purpose of the pin is, except to maybe let me know when a storm is coming by hurting really bad in that spot.
Anyway.. ever since then, and feeling pretty blessed that I didn’t lose a leg or have to live out the rest of my life in a wheelchair. I was just happy to be able to walk. I couldn’t run. That’s what I told myself. For years.
Then after spending many many miles walking with Jesus and getting to know myself a little better, I started thinking… “who am I to tell myself that I can’t run?” I didn’t think that I could walk 1000 miles in a year, and I did it with a little time left over even. So, why can’t I run? Beats me! That’s when I downloaded an app to teach me to go from my couch to 5k. Today was week 1, day 1. I messed up doing what I was supposed to be doing but I actually ended up jogging for the times that I was supposed to be walking. It was jog 60 seconds, walk 90.. I got switched and was jogging 90 and walking 60 seconds. That’s kind of huge for someone who has told herself for the last 18 years that she couldn’t run…
I’m kind of shocked that I believed myself since I’m always feeling that I should try harder to prove someone wrong when they say that I can’t do something for whatever reason. But, I bought right into it when I told myself that I couldn’t do something. That was pretty rude of me!
So, I’m at this place in my life when it’s time to try new things. It’s time to step out of the box and be different, be daring, and be present in my life. I’m going to keep training to run this 5k, and maybe even do The Crucible run thing that is like a 5k obstacle course, similar to something that would be at a military boot camp. I’m going to keep pushing myself and get into the shape that I want to be in. I’m going to take care of this temple that God has entrusted me with, so that I can do what ever He calls me to do. I’m going to be the Hero of my story instead of the damsel in distress.
Do you want to be your hero? Let’s do this!
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