I would not consider myself an athletic person.
Due to my athletic past (which includes many balls hitting me in the head :), I was quite surprised when I agreed to run with a group of girls in the morning. At first we took our mornings very slowly. As we continued, each morning got relatively easier. Yes, there were some days that I hardly had enough motivation to pull myself away from my warm bed. And yes, I am by far not the worlds greatest jogger after all my "hard work". But I keep getting up. Each morning is a new opportunity. A chance to go a bit farther or jog a bit faster than the day before.
I am trying to look at the next 10 months with the same attitude. Yes we do not know what we will be doing. And yes we might not be the most qualified for the job. But with God's strength we can look at each day as a new chance to take a step forward. An opportunity to connect to our host families in a new way. Or a chance to learn some more Spanish.
With each baby step, I hope to learn how to "live a life worthy of the calling we have received" (Ephesians 4:1).
Rose,
ReplyDeleteSo good to hear you are rising above the lack of athletic dna provided by your parents! Run with gusto for the joy of the Lord is your STRENGTH.
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