It's not supposed to be 72 degrees and sunny on January 7. This is
winter, I shouldn't be out running in a warm weather t-shirt and
shorts, I shouldn't have to drink 20oz of water over a nine mile run, I
shouldn't be hearing the sound of a lawn mower (but I did). I managed to push through 9 miles today at a 7:48 pace, I was hoping for a faster time, around 7:40 pace, but since it was a good 30 degrees warmer out than I've been used to I'll not complain!
Everything about today tells me that its not winter, but sometimes things aren't as they appear. Sometimes we feel that we are alone, that God doesn't love us or that we are unlovable, but this is no more true than a 72 degree day would prove that its not winter.
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