Push for Your Blessing July 27, 2012
I’ve been mad for the last few days. Not mad at anything just mad. I blamed the heat. I blamed the humidity. I blamed hormones. Heck, if you crossed my path I probably blamed you for a minute. Do you ever get like that? Mad at the world and there’s not a reason for it?
I thought surely a run would ease the irritation. Yesterday I scheduled a break in my long day for a good run. I had it worked in for about 11:30 a.m.; time to get into the office, do some work, and hit the pavement before lunch. Unfortunately, the run was pushed 3 hours later (pretty deep into the heat of the day), but I knew I needed to be outside with music blasting and my feet moving.
Y’all. That was the worst run of my life. It turned into interval training (aka walking as much as I ran) which turned into bribing myself to just make it back to the Y and my car. Plus, I did NO business with God and felt just as unsettled after that exhaustion as I was before I started. I figured I’d lost my chance of finding a bit of peace and I was doomed to be mad a few more days.
However… God in His ultimate creativity gave me a little peace in a work out today. The thing is, I almost missed it.
I’m training for a little triathlon as I’ve told y’all a few times. I’ve finally worked up the courage to begin swimming laps in public. And I found a friend to get in on the fun with me. Isn’t it nice to not always have to do things alone?
I’d agreed to meet my friend this evening, but goodness… when I got home my whole body hurt. I didn’t want to put on a swim suit and stroke my way up and down a pool. But, I told her I’d meet her and I went because I wanted to see her and honor my word.
Best. Decision. Of. My. Week.
We were able to hop in the outdoor pool and swim our laps. The minute I hit the water every ounce of mad left my body. I swam my freestyle laps and watched the adorable lifeguards flirt with each other. (One even had on Sperry’s with his red trunks! So cute!) I think we swam for about 20 minutes and I felt renewed when I got out of the water.
I had my peace.
I tell you all of this because we often give up before receiving our blessing. I’ve been getting blessing on my runs. The frustration I felt yesterday was so real. I couldn’t figure out why I’d gone looking for a blessing and I didn’t get it in the one place that always guaranteed. But, I refused to give up on getting a blessing. Re-Fused.
I want to encourage you to NOT to give up on God blessing you. Just as Jacob refused to let go of the angel until he was blessed (Genesis 32:26) keep pushing for your God-given gift. He wants us to rest in His peaceful blessings. He’s just too darn creative to bless us the same way over and over again.