I Run To The Cross

Another day, another struggle. We all face them just some days are harder than others. Things get mucked up and sometimes you just don't know where to go or what to do. Thinking of this stuff can get me into a tizzy. What to do, what to do, I think to myself. And then I realize I don't have all the answers - not even close. In this moment you might say I should drop to my knees and start praying. This is a splendid idea; however, I've had to find another form of prayer to work through these tizzies. For me it is running. Now I know, I know, you're probably thinking -why the heck running, doesn't it hurt and cause more pain then good. In truth, it helps me. It is a physical and mental release. When I slip on my shoes and tie the laces tight, I know I am ready to go. I run. I run fast. I run slow. I run long. It doesn't matter as long as I am running. I drop all my problems along my route and leave them there. I know God will collect them and deal with them as He wishes. Whatever He wishes to do with them is better than anything I could ever plan. By the end of the run, I feel free again. I am at peace with myself and Jesus.