I got to do today what; to my surprise, feeds my soul.
I ran in the forest at Point Defiance Park.
I never saw myself as a runner, being that my mother got me excused from having to run the mile in gym class in high school.
It never seemed to agree with my body type.
Several years ago a dear friend and outdoor aficionado,
Adam Brown,took me running at the bike trails near Lake Hefner.
I fell in LOVE!
Today I found myself going off down this small path and there was a huge fallen tree with green moss all over it, and the sun was shining through the forest canopy and I just stoped and cried.
Not an, "Oh God you are so great, this wood is amazing!"
(though He is and it is)
Not an, "I am sad and broken and this is ministering to me!"
(though I have done that there before)
It was an, "I am fully here and there is no noise distracting me and
this clears my head and feeds my soul."
Before I get to pour out fully I have to be able to take in fully.
Today I took in as much as my head, heart, and spirit could handle.
How truly cared for am I?
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