>The old me would apologize for my post yesterday. I will not apologize because that’s how I feel. It’s real, it’s transparent.
I went to practice last night and it’s so great when we can worship even while practicing. There’s a line to one of the songs we were playing that goes, “The greatest joy I’ve found is to lay a crown before my King.” I feel that emotions are a crown we need to lay down daily. They are God-given, for sure, but they need to be under the jurisdiction of the fruit of the Spirit. The truth of the line of that song really has been on my mind since playing it.
Aaron and I have been blessed in being able to talk a few times a day.. usually in my morning (his evening), sometime in my afternoon (before or after he goes to PT) and my evening (his lunchtime). I love that in our marriage we are totally honest with each other about things. Nothing is hidden or unspoken. I make sure there is prudence when I’m confiding in him about my emotions, but I love that I can be honest about how much I miss him and about my frustration in this situation. He also voices his emotions and frustrations, too. I don’t think a day goes by when I don’t hear or see “I love you” at least five times. We’ve made it a point to let each other know that often.
This morning I woke up in a great mood, I’m sure partially because I’m off today. My schedule at work has me off usually on Fridays and Sundays. It’s great. I still woke up at 6AM when Aaron called and have been up since. I’ve gotten dishes done, two loads of laundry washed and dried and the bed remade, and all my sewing stuff somewhat organized. I’ve also been working on a sewing project. And it’s only 10AM. I really love getting up early. I’ve been slightly confused though because it’s not as light out.. but I guess the days are shorter now.
I was behind in reading my devotional Jesus Calling by Sarah Young and for yesterday I found this: “Come to Me when you are weak and weary. Rest snugly in My everlasting arms…because weakness stirs up My compassion…I understand how difficult your journey has been…I have gifted you with fragility, providing opportunities for your spirit to blossom in My Presence. Accept this gift as a sacred treasure: delicate, yet glowing with brilliant Light. Rather than struggling to disguise or deny your weakness, allow Me to bless you richly through it.”
I guess I never thought that fragility was a gift. Seems contradictory, doesn’t it? But I guess through my fragility the Lord has blessed me and grown me more than I would have otherwise.
Changing the topic, I ran four miles at the gym yesterday. I despise running on the treadmill but did so because it was so hot (extreme heat warning). Took me about 42 minutes, but that’s with no hills or having to actually propel my own feet. It was still a good workout and I burned almost 600 calories.
I’m just about ready to throw weight and BMI out the door. With running and strength training, I haven’t lost any weight but I am more lean. I can fit into almost the next size down, depending on the brand. My stomach is flatter and just all over my muscles are leaner. My upper thighs are toning up, and I’m sure that’s why I’m able to fit into a smaller size. I haven’t worn an 8 since high school or before. It feels great.
My sister-in-law and our nieces and nephew are coming over to swim today! It’s perfect because today it will be around 95* and sunny. I’ve been in the pool here about two times this whole summer. Something about laying out in the hot sun and sweating doesn’t appeal to me. I have a few hours before they come over to maybe sew some more. I’ve also been wanting to get to Barnes and Noble to sit and relax and read some magazines or browse books. Lord knows I have plenty here I can read, but I love walking around the bookstore.
mercies per mile 