My little runners!!! Two weeks ago, our school held their annual jog-a-thon. This has always been a favorite day for Cami. Becky...not as much, but she gives it her best.
Becky was super serious as she ran - wouldn't make eye contact with me, wouldn't high five people as she ran by. She was "in her zone". PE is not her favorite subject at school. But she attacked the task, and got it over with.
Cami, on the other hand - loves jog-a-thon. She is not particularly interested in team sports (she is way too "girly" for that) but for some reason, this event always sparks her. This year, she ran the most number of laps of all the 4th grade girls - and tied the #1 boys runner.
Oh yeah, and by the way, earlier that day (3 hours) she was at the medical center, under anesthesia, having the pins removed from her fingers. You would never know it - I did have to back pedal when we were in recovery and she told the charge nurse she would be running the jog-a-thon...apparently that's not on the list of "light activity" recommended!
And back at the ranch - I mean farm - we planted a garden that weekend. We might not have the best looking tomatoes in town, but my gardens are by far about the cutest farmers going.
I recently remarked to a very old friend ("old" as in someone I have known for a very, very long time) that I feel like through all the ups and downs of the past few years, I have come out on the other side knowing for sure that I am doing exactly what God designed me to do.
I may not always do it well, and more often than I care to admit I take my eyes of the One who knows the way, but I feel like right now, my feet are firmly on the path intended.
When I think about the joy that I get out of the simple things like watching my girls plant a garden - and knowing that two summers ago we never could have attempted this - I can only marvel at how far we have come and grown and wait with anticipation to see how much more God has in store for all of us!
