Part 2: That moment when...

My last post talked about that moment when you know you should do something, but you really aren't feeling it and would rather do anything and everything else, which usually means you should do it all that much more? That's where I was on Saturday.

This weekend was different in that Ben was out of town. He went camping with two of his college friends, so I decided to not make a lot of plans, but instead to have a weekend retreat with the Lord by myself. It was wonderful.

Saturday was a b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l day. I kept feeling like I wanted to go run, but the longer I waited the more I kept procrastinating to not have to. It's crazy because I LOVE running! I feel like it is such a breath of fresh air to my soul when I get to go, because lately it hasn't been often. Then I felt like the Lord was poking at me to go. I waited until I could either leave then and go, or miss my chance because of something I had going on that night. Part of it was that it had been so long (a week, but it feels long when you're used to going almost every day!), I was wondering if it was even worth going.

But, I felt the Lord's gentle poking at my heart. And I decided to give it a go. I decided to trust Him, that maybe because my flesh so didn't want to go, it meant my spirit needed it all the more. And it was joyous. The Lord knew that would be just what I needed and some sweet time shared with Him. I know there's a lot of times I would have busied myself with other things, but I was .so.thankful. for the time. Crazy how something so little, something so everyday grew my faith. He ALWAYS knows what is best; He has NEVER let me down.