Back in the race

If you have followed this blog for a while you know that I love running. I ran all the way until I was around five/six-ish months pregnant, after that I jogged, then I walked, and by the end I waddled to the best of my ability until the very day I went into labor because running for me has always been more than just a sport. It has given me the ability to push my body outside of my comfort zone, physically and mentally, but most of all it allows me alone time with God.

That trail has seen me worship, plead, thank, and converse with a God that finds me without fail every time I hit the pavement and today was no different. For the first time in three months I laced up my shoes, put Ben in the chariot, and we headed for the trail. 

My friend Jason was right, pushing that stroller is like trying to run pushing a cart full of groceries, not to mention that my pace is slow, I was out of breath more than once, and holy cow, someone should have warned me about running with boobs full of milk. I was not a pretty sight to look at {see picture above} but He was there and He didn't care, instead He gave me 70 degree weather and a cool ocean breeze as I set my playlist to A Little Longer:

What can I do for You?
What can I bring to You?
What kind of song would You like me to sing?
'Cause I'll dance a dance for You,
Pour out my love for You,
What can I do for You beautiful King?
'Cause I can't thank You enough
All of the words that I find and I
Can't thank You enough.

Then I hear You say
You don't have to do a thing
Just simply be with me and let those things go
They can wait another minute
This moment is too sweet
Please stay here with me
And love on me a little longer
'Cause I'm in love with you.

I'm back in the race, you guys. You should come along.


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