I had the urge to run tonight, although it was getting a bit late for me (9pm-yes, i guess I'm an adult now), so I laced up my shoes, grabbed my music, & headed out the door. The air outside was the perfect temperature, around 70, and the smell of summer was in the air. As I began to move my legs forward more swiftly, I had begun to realize how much I loved this feeling-inspiration sprouted. I had forgotten how refreshing it felt to be running, in the night, with God's scent all around me. Working muscles, while building speed. Each step I took, my clogged mind drained. During my short run, I began to process God's creation and thought how little I am and how big God really is. Too often I tend to diminish the vastness of God.
As my feet hit our driveway and I strolled over to stretch on the sidewalk, I looked up to the night sky. The stars were popping out of the sky, while the perfectly round moon was placed above me. How magnificent. As the sweat dripped down my face & I heard the breeze rustle the tree branches around me, I felt alive.
God is always present. Sometimes we just need to open our eyes.
At what moments do you feel most alive?
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