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Happy Tuesday bloggie friends!
I’m having my coffee and missing chattin with you!
Not that i really have anything to chat about, but has that ever stopped me before?
I ran in the rain last night and loved it.
It wasn’t one of those “big rain drop” kind of rains, just a sprinkle really. so i just kept running and enjoying the drops washing the sweat off my face. i figured if a downpour came, i would just run home.
that actually happened a few weeks ago. i was out for a run and the sprinkles started. i kept running, hoping it would only be a light shower. but it was like someone turned up the hose in heaven and water just poured out of the sky. i wasn’t too far from home, so i headed that direction. my sweet husband was on the porch; he said he was about to get in the car and come find me and pick me up. how sweet.
but when i was running through the rain last night…waiting to see if it was going to turn into a downpour….i thought about how life can come at me like that.
i’m just going about my routine and all of a sudden the sprinkles start. i have a decision to make. forge ahead, or run for shelter. and if i keep “running”, when is too much rain, too much? when is it just too much to take? and do i realize there is always a present shelter? there is always a hiding place? there is always a refuge? or do i sometimes run in the rain and wonder where God is?
when i was running last night, this song came on my ipod. how fitting.
