“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” -Matthew 6:25-34
Happy Monday to you all! 🙂
Another day/week/nearly month passed by. They seem to be traveling at a high rate of speed these days to be sure. That reality is unlike my running speed as I ran a couple of long events this weekend. I did the Shamrocks & Shenanigans 15K on Saturday, then followed up with 40 laps (10 miles) around the track at SBU Sunday after church. This morning I wasn’t able to post my morning exercise to Facebook because the site, in its infinite wisdom, decided to block me for perhaps adding a Bible verse? I am clueless otherwise. They are a challenging site to deal with. I may rethink my account soon. Frankly, if it wasn’t for sharing my work blog, I would shut it down.
I am short of time today, but I wanted to offer a small piece of my brain. I learned it (again) from running the track yesterday and, to an extent, from the Shamrocks run Saturday through town.
Keep your focus close.
When I look a mile ahead…or think a mile ahead, I despair quickly. Heck, when I thought of the end of my run last June, I hyper-despaired. This year…doing it twice?!?! I think I just won’t think about it at all. 🙂 Instead, when I run, I run a series of approximately 20 yard runs. On the track I literally look ahead at hash marks, wads of gum, and an occasional squawking killdeer momma. I can run another few yards…no worries. Then…I can do it again.
Are you tired, friend? I mean, to the bone tired? Are you caregiving 36 hours a day? Break it down into bite-sized chunks. Make it to lunch. Make it to Andy Griffith hour. Make it to supper. Just keep it simple… It will be easier to choke down…sure. However, it will also remind you to stay present and to do your best to enjoy the time you have. I realize this is nothing more than a mind trick. I get it. However, it helps me. and I think it may help you too some days…
Update- Mom is about the same. I will see her again tomorrow night, Lord willin’ My uncle, mom’s older brother and someone we all think a tremendous amount about, succumbed to the cancer and dementia that had been weighing on him like a ton of bricks for some time. While it was the cancer that officially took Uncle Joe this morning, the dementia was laying in wait for the opportunity and surely didn’t help the cancer either. I wish you could have known him. Very sweet guy. He had his faults, like we all do, but he was a great guy who will be sorely missed.
Keep fighting for a cure, friends. It will happen…mark my word.