Chest cold hit hard today. Got a note from the doctor so I could gracefully pull out of tomorrow's race. Completed my exercises.
I worked really hard for two months in order to run tomorrow. Now, I'm sidelined for awhile. Well, the pity is almost over. (Actually, the orange juice is almost gone and the cold medicine is kicking in.) Time to get siked up to cheer on some friends tomorrow morning. I am reminded of Ecclesiastes 3:3-5 which says:
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
God has repeatedly torn me down this year, only to build me back up stronger. (My knee is proof of that.)
Tonight, just like two weeks ago, is a time to weep and mourn. Tomorrow morning will be a time to laugh and dance.
I will keep building until my ankle is healed and then I will do more than just laugh and dance. I will run!
Cheering joyfully on the sidelines.
Lisa
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