What are we doing?

Do you ever look at the world in your mind and ask, what are we doing? I do more often in recent times.  There is so much to consider in just one day, from your personal story to the state of your world.  People are killing each other for sometimes no gain of their own that we can see, people are entering into illegal activities for what reasons?  I don't think most of the reasons we give about why people do things are completely legit.  Yes there is truth to some of it but its not usually the whole truth.  Then I look at myself and see how much I don't love and how much I wish for something else and how much I complain and walk past those who are worse off than I am.  What are we doing, what am I doing?

Sometimes I find myself watching television and being shamelessly sucked into the lies that I simply call entertainment.  Often times just trying to numb my reality.  Maybe if I watch this murder show I will numb myself to the pain that comes when someone I knew is facing prison for a crime they committed, maybe I can numb the pain of grieving the loss of a loved one, maybe I can numb the reality that is called living in this city, this country, this world today, where only bad news sells.  What are we doing?  How did we get here? How did I get here?  What the real question is, where do we go from here?

Yes I recognize that sin is here and its trying to stay.  I understand that the root of everything is not new.  People were killing their family members from the beginning of time, people have always wanted what wasn't theirs to have.  Yes I get it.  What happened to hope, faith, and love?  What happened to the need for a savior?  What happened to the fight for what is right and true (its all relative is not truth)?  Where is it?  So I have many questions and I too struggle to answer them but I know there is an answer.  Let's ask God what he thinks...to be continued.

Made to run

Here I am talking about running.  Who ever thought I'd be into running before the past year, I'll give you a penny if you did.  So as many know I began a journey of running short distance races last year.  This is a very big deal in my life since I before February 2010 had never ran a full mile without stopping. EVER!!!  I'm not here to discuss the journey right now, maybe later or I'll email you a letter I sent out last year.  I am here to say, I think I was made to run.  I hate running most of the time.  Sometimes I really want to run.  Its funny thinking back on my younger years and how every once in a while I'd just feel like running.  I would go a few steps and then be out of breath and start walking or go back.  Even now there are times when I've slowed down on my training and just have the urge to run.  I usually say "I need to run." That's just my body telling me come on girl I need you to move! Now I'm not saying I was born to be a track star and I'm heading to these races to win the prizes they are giving out.  I am winning a whole lot more at the race or in the gym, I'm winning that leg burn (I kinda like it), I'm winning some mental strength of I can do this, and I'm winning some spiritual strength of "dear God please run with me." I can honestly say I think God made me to run.  I have legs and arms and lungs and a heart beat, so I'll run while I can happy or sad I'll run.