I took up running a few months ago. It has been a great way to exercise (quickly) and to clear my head. I usually put on some upbeat music and take off, but a good friend of mine posted on social media last week that she listens to hymns as she runs. With 4 kids and a very busy mom schedule she finds her only solitude and prayer life consists when she runs in the mornings after dropping her kids off to school.
I wrote last week about the issues I am having praying and talking to God, so after I read her status I decided to give it a shot. I found a beautiful station on my Pandora that played contemporary hymns and took off on my treadmill for an hour of praising and conversation with God.
1.6 miles in I was feeling pretty great. I was singing out loud and really enjoying my time with God when Jesus Paid It All came on. I couldn’t control myself, my heart became overwhelmed with joy as I began thanking God. Eyes closed. Hands raised. Singing loud.
Then BAM!!! I fell off the treadmill.
**Insert laughter here**
As I sat on the floor, laughing hysterically at what had just happened. The first thing I did was proclaim loudly to Get thee behind me Satan! Haha.
I had a choice…stay down or get up. Which led me to think about my own life. The big picture.
As I sat on the floor with my shoulder aching, I decided to get up. Jump back on the treadmill, turn the music up and praise the Lord. I didn’t have much to say to God, but I felt his presence. I knew He was there, just as He has always been.
My status that day:
Well, off to run. Going to be a busy day and I’m gonna need a lot of Jesus!
Have a blessed and wonderful day my friends!!!