I ran. Maybe only 100 meters on the dusty desert dirt road, but still I ran. I probably shouldn’t have just yet, with my old running shoes worn with miles. I didn’t even stretch. But this week I’d been given the green light that I could start running again after three and a half long years. Something in my soul has been missing. Today, a small start.
The fragrance of the green desert sage brush after yesterday’s rain beckoned me farther down the dirt road. Grossly out of breath, I cut off the road to climb a hill. Stepping over rock and baby cactus I now find myself perched once again to see immaculate views of the valley I call home. I’m not sure why I like being up so high, maybe because I’m short, and it’s nice to have the vantage views now and again. Or maybe it’s because on the inside I’m searching for the bigger picture…a new perspective. Trying to get a glimpse of the things in life I don’t understand. But even here perched up on this hill, the gusty wind is about to blow me over. It’s a broader, grander view but not without it’s struggles.
So I may never understand certain things…I get it Lord. But sitting here in the quietness of soul I’ll rest. I’ll try once again to submit. I’ll learn one day to trust you.
“Trust in The Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” Proverbs 3:5