Weeds

I have a lot of them. Literally, the front, side and basic perimeter of our house is being swarmed by weeds. Now, as a renter I realize that since I'm not the homeowner it's not necessarily my responsibility to pull them. BUT, as I live here, I have this continued feeling of slowly, but surely being OVERRUN by the weeds, big ones, small ones, really nasty bug-infested ones, all kinds! So I'm working on this slowly. I've tried to make a grand spiritual analogy out of this, but all I keep coming back to is the crap in our souls--it's gotta come out, and thankfully God has really strong, sturdy gardening-gloved hands.

On to the runs...outside, not in the toilet. Although, one of my favorite roommates likes to think that I always have some sort of digestive something because in her mind I go through a roll of toilet paper a day. I do NOT go through a roll-a-day friends, and if you hear otherwise, deny the rumors!! :)
I ran yesterday feeling pretty tight and sore still from the 10-miler, so I went slower and did 4.5 miles. Then, I hopped on my new tricked out bike, complements a one N. Parker, and rode for another 30 minutes or so. I love going fast on my bike and covering lots of terrain. Seeing as I don't ride very often I needed to get my "bike-legs" back under me so I don't just fall off at an intersection. It could happen. I also got an email from World Vision charity with some inspiration as I continue training. The subject line read: don't feel like running today? So I thought it was going to be some grace-filled message like: it's okay, take a day off, do some cross-training, enjoy the day blah blah. Nope. The first line read: Too bad. Do it anyway! So I stuck out my lower lip, cinched my eye-brows and read it like the sour-puss I like to be sometimes! This morning when my alarm went off at 5:41AM, I thought, I am UNABLE to get out of bed. Heck, I am unable to really open my eyes. So I laid there and pondered what my next move would be. After much debate, an 1 hr. of more sleep, I decided to bike to the gym, do my speed-interval workout on the treadmill for 3 miles, then so some weights/core work and bike home. I thought it was a good decision and now here I sit.

I really enjoy our kitchen and I'm sipping coffee looking at, yep you guessed, the weeds. I'm going to pull more today and think about this:
God's love is meteoric,
his loyalty astronomic,
His purpose titanic,
his verdicts oceanic.
Yet in his largeness nothing gets lost;
Not a man, not a mouse;
slips through the cracks.
Psalm 36:5-6 (the message)

I guess that means, that all those weeds, big ones, small ones, He's seeing ALL that go in the trash! And He sees me.

Love to you friends!
S.M. :)

P.S. Rach-thanks for yummy coffee this morning!