Good morning RWC! Before I read the poem out loud, I want to invite you to the writing group tomorrow on zoom. We will be meeting from 11- 11:30 am (EST). All are welcome, running is not a requirement. I hope you can make it.
Dream The dream began in 1998 to run The Boston Marathon it was going to be great. I was eager in 2003, yet my body and mind didn't agree. Pain took over, consumed my days. I wanted to keep running— push through, shove it down I believed that was the way. God had a plan—I'd have to wait. Shame rooted deep, an inside job I would need to reap. Face my fears, do not hide. He gave me the strength and never left my side. To follow my dream I would need to let go. The burdens I was carrying, too many, I know. Conformed by thoughts no longer true. It's okay to question— start a new. I held tight to courage and began to unpack. My load getting lighter as my runs were coming back. I don't need fixing after all. Everything was already inside me— My focus returned on the Lord to guide me.
So cool. Keep your eyes on the Lord, not on the stormy waves. Like Peter!
Thank you Claudette! yes keep my eyes fixed on Him.
Powerful
Thank you Melissa for reading/listening in. Will you be joining us to write tomorrow?