Drum roll please.....
I went for a walk today. Nothing uber-strenuous. I didn't time it nor did I push myself to go super fast. I was just feeling incredibly stir crazy this morning and knew that I needed to get out.
It felt great. Not just the fresh air, but also the time to pray, think and reflect. I plotted out some of the trek that I'll be leading at the YouthQuake this weekend and pondered my newsletter articles and upcoming events.
I saw a fellow who I used to pass by on a regular basis back when I was running and biking more regularly. He said, "You're walking now, huh?" I told him about my tendon and the 3 months of rest and how I hoped to get back into being out and about by walking first. He touched me on the arm as he said it was good to see me.
So often I talk about the affirmation of my call to serve in this place. The affirmations are not so much the 'nice sermon, pastor' comments, but the connections that I see throughout the community.
I'm thankful for those brief moments where a smile or conversation is shared....and the presence of God is in the midst of it.
In other news, I go to the doctor next week to see how my tendon looks. It hasn't ached for over a week which is a good sign. I'm hoping that I can get back into movin' and groovin' a few days a week with some strength training a few other days and feel a little more human again. But it's one day at a time.
Until the next post...