Back to basics
Sorry to update so rapidly after the other, but this is as much for me as it is for you. I guess that's the point of a journal right? I finally ran again! Not just running though, there is so much more to it. It's the most complete experience I know. At least that I can think of right now. A friend at church once said (yeah that's right, a sagely 16-year-old) "Run seven miles a day and you don't have very much anger." It's so true though, some of the most enfuriating moments of my life have been relieved through a run. And tonight I had more fury than I ever could have imagined. My life has been so hectic and crazy lately that I haven't taken time to just breathe. First of all, Switchfoot is an amazing band, let me put forward that statement. No only is their music great, their lyrics are awesome. Anyway, so what begins as a simple run becomes a race...with God. I ran as fast as I could for nearly 3/4 of a mile, and you know, you'll never win. No matter how much anger you can build up and how much pride you put into your ability, you'll never win. You can't, the track is far too long. Everyone collapses, after 3/4 of a mile or 3/4 of a marathon or 3/4 of a lifetime, we'll all fall eventually. The one lesson I'll never stop re-learning. So this dropped me in College Hill park. I walked to the merry-go-round, and just as if it was waiting for me, the merry-go-round had one of it's bars removed allowing me to recline on the outside edge of the circular floor. While pushing myself in circles I relaxed and in my ears rung that song.......Welcome to the planet........Welcome to existence........So I shut my eyes and lost all orientation except for the one point on each rotation where the streetlight and the creak of the metal coincided to tell me that I had made 360 degrees of rotation. And while that's all lovely and dreamy, yes I was quite tired, I had to open my eyes for the fear of my safety. Why is that? Why do we feel so uncomfortable with the world that we have to know where other people are, even in places like College Hill Park? I got so frustrated with that fact....
And he took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his brow,
Closed his eyes so that a tear fell onto his cheek and said
"God, I am yours...."