First Church of God

For the first time in months, I am running outside.  It’s not Grand Mere for sure; None of the sights, sounds, and smells that I am used to.  Instead of dirt trails through woods and lakes, I’m running on concrete sidewalks winding their way through landscaped shrubbery and man-made ponds.  But the sun shines on my face and a warm wind blows.  I’ll take it, joyfully.

Lord, I have missed our runs together.  Something feels right again.  Prayer comes so naturally when I run with signs of Your creation around me.   It’s more than just running for exercise; I feel like I am running after You, or towards You, and with You.  I think of that scripture… “I run in such a way as to win the prize.”   Being in Your presence is my prize.