I'm really grasping the concept of God's love: how it's permanent, unfailing and perfect. How there's nothing we can do to make him love us more; we'll really never be worthy. But that's the point, exactly. It's easy. From acceptance of his love on our part comes the overflow, not vice versa. I'm thankful for Brian Treadaway and Encounter for helping me to accept the grace and love that is waiting when I quit judging myself (did you catch that?) and let it sink in. Wow, my mind is still blown. This "raised southern baptist girl" still has a tendency to think I have to earn it. One word: Jesus. The original revolutionary. Dang.
In other news? My foot is finally better! Proud to report that after my c25k week 5 day 1 (repeat bc of injury) that it feels and looks good! I'm inspired at the moment to run consistently (5xweek) for 9 weeks and complete. 5k race, with the hopes of shedding these lbs I've managed to collect over the past few stressful months. Minus injury, I've decided that this body isn't calling the shots anymore, and it's time to, as Nike so eloquently states, Just Do It. To take it to the limit one more time each run and do something I can be proud of.
So it's today. Monday. And I'm in it to win it.
Have a good one!
Snapshots from the weekend:
