When you're in dire peril, when you want/need something really bad, do you find yourself pleading with a higher power? (God, Allah, the Great Spirit?)
I'm one of those bratty children that beg and plead only when I really want something. I try to be faithful, I really do, and I give thanks as often as I remember to, but most of the time, I'm usually begging.
As most of you know, I pulled my sacral/illiac ligament a couple of months ago. It's a super painful injury. I shouldn't be running with my screwed up body anyway, but I want to SO bad. It affects every aspect of my life. When I run, my hormones stay in balance, I feel good, I look good, and I'm not the psycho witch from hell that my family is most familiar with.
It has been two months since I had to quit running. I've felt like crap (emotionally and physically) ever since. So today, I was sitting in my room contemplating my fate when I decided to have a pleading session with my father above. Here is what I said...
"PLEASE let me run again. PLEASE, please, please let me have this one little thing. I want it so bad, and it's such an easy miracle for you. I'll try to be good, I promise to quite swearing, and I won't yell at my kids anymore...PLEASE...just this one little thing."
I sit here and think, how many people could be running, being healthy, and don't. I want to run so bad, and can't. It's totally unfair. So this morning when I went down to the pit of despair to work out, I had this really good feeling. A feeling that told me to give a slow jog a try. At first, my heart raced! Did I dare? What if it hurt so bad that it put me back to where I was? What if I tried and realized it was all in vain? What if? What if? What if? Could I handle the answer?
Being the courageous fool I am, I warmed up, then turned up the speed to a nice, slow jog. AND LOW AND BEHOLD . . . wait for it . . . NO PAIN!!!! For those of you who have ever wanted something so bad you could taste it like ice cream, you know what giddiness filled me! I've been giggling all morning!!!
Now, I realize I'm only at the bottom of the hill, just starting to climb, with a bag full of rocks slung over my back. I'm sure I'll have set-backs, I'm sure there will be days I hurt or feel discouraged, but this is the beginning! I AM SO HAPPY! I feel fabulous. Now I'll have to be good to warrant this gift! LOL
See? Miracles DO still happen, even to regular ole sinners like me.