Proverbs 20:15

Ever have one of those days... or weeks? I made up for my not-so-great day at work with a hard workout tonight. 45 minutes of cardio... 3.55 miles! AND I did the first mile in 11 minutes!

I actually would have loved to continue, but this v-e-r-y strange thing happens to my feet when I'm on the elliptical -- they fall asleep. I don't understand it. My shoes aren't too tight or too loose. Nothing is cutting off the circulation, yet every time about ten minutes in, I lose feeling to my feet. Any Dr's or nurses out there know what might cause this? I would love to get my normal feet back.

In my attempt to go to bed early tonight and get 8 hours of sleep... I have four minutes left. Hmm, guess I'd better get to bed.


**Kimmie, note the subject, that's for you!**

God is Great...

God is great.

God is good.

Let us thank Him for our food.

We bow our heads.

We all are fed.

Give us, Lord, our daily bread.

This prayer has been rolling around in my head for a few days now, which usually means God wants me to write about it. I was hoping I'd receive more inspiration than I currently have. But you never know what might come up as I begin to write.

To date, I've lost 10 pounds!! I've been doing cardio at least three times a week for around 40 minutes and usually complete 3.15 miles. I walk in with head held high, knowing I'm overcoming a lot; mostly the voices in my head (we all have them). All day long, I fight the lies that I'm not good enough.. that I don't deserve to be happy... the list goes on and on, but push it all away to work out. I know how dramatic that sounds, but it's the truth. I rely on God's strength to accomplish my goals. It's through my weakness that He's made strong.

I stopped listening to secular music while I work out too. Not that there's anything wrong with that normally, but the encouraging words of Toby Mac, John Reuben, Fireflight, 12 Stones and the like, help motivate me to peddle harder. Just when I think my legs can't go another turn, a good song will come on with a good beat and I'm instantly energized. It amazes me how much music affects me.

God is great. God is good.

I don't think I've talked about my new job as of late, but I do really enjoy it. Even if it's been pretty stressful for me as of late. It's a lot to learn and take in. Usually about the time I feel completely overwhelmed, I'll do something right or remember where a product is or I'm able to answer a customer's question. Those little lights at the end of the tunnel are quite nice. Regardless, this job has been such a blessing in my life. You just don't know. I was barely living paycheck to paycheck before and now, I'm able to save!! I don't know why God has so abundantly blessed me. I certainly don't deserve it.

Let us thank Him for our food.

I love to cook. I don't always have time to do so, but I enjoy the whole process. Although, I'm not the best at reading through all the instructions within a recipe, so sometimes things turn out a little wonky. But such is life. My dad makes the best grilled cheeses. [I know this is such a random post, but it's gotta be after a month of not writing. Deal with it. :) ] One trick I've learned from him, is after you've buttered both sides of the bread, lay them each down into a skillet. That way, the butter side can get evenly toasted. Personally, I do as the Cubans do, and add garlic salt to mine. Yum! Next time you make a grilled cheese, try those two things, I promise it'll be the best grilled cheese you've ever made.

We bow our heads. We all are fed.

It's hard for me to pray in public. Not because of what people might think about me; I don't really care about that. But God created me to be an emotional being. Anytime I'm in communion with Him, I cry. It's embarrassing, but that's how He made me. I cry in worship. I cry when I'm talking to Him in the car. Singing in the shower. And especially when I'm praying. (I teared up just writing these words.) I'm forever thankful for what He's done in my life. I surely don't deserve one bit of His love, but He chooses to lavish His love on me. In fact, He sings over me. How amazing is that!! I personally think that He sings us to sleep every night... but that's just my imagination working.

I talk to Him all day long; even if not in a "formal" prayer before a meal. I just, need to spend more time with Him. More time reading His word. More time learning and growing. I need to do another book study and get back to doing VOTD's. Hmm. Anyone want to recommend a good book study?

Give us, Lord, our daily bread.

Daily bread. What does that mean to you? Food, for sure. But what about energy to make it through the day. Strength to workout at the gym. Patience when we sit in traffic. Will power when our flesh wants to tell someone off. It could mean a lot of things. I think all those things are true. How often do we pray for just enough? Just enough to make it. I don't know about you, but I tend to have tunnel vision. Sometimes I can't even see a hand in front of my face, but He knows the big picture. He knows exactly what routes we need to take in order to stay on "the straight and narrow".

I tend to get distracted by what I don't have. Husband. Children. But sometimes I forget, He's not through with me yet. Perhaps there are still "missions" I have left to go on while I'm "foot loose and fancy free". It just makes me think...

... and now, I'm exhausted and should have been in bed an hour ago. So, I'll leave you to your thoughts on all my random subjects. Please let me know your thoughts (leave comments). Take care and happy trails.