Friday, February 27, 2009
Ah... this morning was such a gift.
We're childless while visiting Jack's sister in Birmingham, so we slept late (7:30) and went on a long run at Jemmison Park in Mountain Brook which ended up being an amazingly sweet time with my husband and with the Lord. I know that my jaunt this morning would be considered misery for some, but not only was it a run at a park, but it was a trail run which makes me perfectly happy and I considered it pure joy as we weaved our way by the stream on our cloudy morning together. And as we finished our five miles, Jack directed my attention to the Name lifted high above our trail (if you look closely, you can see it in the picture). Thank you, thank you Jesus for such a wonderful gift this morning.
The rest of the day has not gone as well as my post-run high during my coffee and spinach and artichoke pastry at Panera. In an attempt to visit one of my best friends in Atlanta, we got stuck in a parking lot of traffic for over TWO HOURS and had to fore go our reunion this time. But, as I'm safely back in Birmingham, I'm happy and thankful to be safe and warm- out of the pouring rain with my husband and sister-in-law who have the painful problem of where to go to dinner...