Ok, wait! Who am I kidding, it is August in Houston it is HOT! But doesn't the first sentence bring to mind a pleasant peaceful scene? Don't we do that especial with social media. . . word things so they are pleasant. There are nice peaceful moments in my life and I have deep joy and peace in my heart given to me by God. However, I live in a hot, loud, smelly boy house:) Anyways back to my jog...
I smell fresh cut grass, feel the mist from a near by sprinkler and enjoy the music of some kind of insect that reminds me of summers in Iola. I see one lone bird flying, wings flapping hard and then he soars. As, I come to a gravel path I hear the crunch when my shoes hit and enjoy the sound. This is a peaceful time for me all alone.
Then I think I'm all alone. Where are the other joggers, walkers and bikers. Guess they just aren't as tough as me! No, just smarter waiting till the sun drops a little more in the sky.
Jogging down the path alone I think of the bird flying alone and wonder do others feel alone like I do sometimes? Are you the lone bird flapping and flapping or the lone jogger running and running? I get so caught up in whatever I am doing that I miss the people around me when they are right there. I miss God in my rush.
Jogging I really listen and I hear cars, people a distance off in the park playing Frisbee golf, a biker's tires on gravel. I am not alone! When we stop the rush and turn our focus we realize we are not alone.