Those 2 miles today sucked. A lot. I understand how important physical health and fitness is. But it didn't feel important today. Or worth it. That's why I had a meltdown. With tears. And ugly words. And even uglier thoughts. And You heard everything.
I don't want to give up. I want to make this happen. 2 miles. Walking. Jogging. Or running. You can help me. I know that. I just want to want Your help. It's hard to need Your help. It's even harder to accept it. Because You will help me. But accepting it is the real challenge.
I am a recipe for failure, alone, without You. By myself I can't do this. Even the encouragement of friends isn't enough. I need You. Because, with You, trusting You, following You, and obeying You, I am a recipe for success. We will succeed, together.
And that makes it worth every tear. And ugly word. And uglier thoughts. Because You will help me do this and every other hard thing that must be done. With You I will not fail. Never.
Glory
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