Anyway, let’s recap:
Friday – After work I met a friend for a light
dinner. We hadn’t seen each other in
years and she recently moved back to the area.
It was fun catching up and I’m hoping that we are able to stay in touch
on a more regular basis. These days “stay
in touch” pretty much means like each other’s statuses on Facebook. Funny how times have changed.
Saturday – It rained on and off. I was supposed to complete a long run (8
miles) so I ventured out when I thought it was safe and once I hit the 2-mile
mark it started sprinkling, then it started pouring. I was drenched and started to head back. I was miserable – not because I was wet, but
because the rain was getting in my eyes and I couldn’t see and my phone (which
I use to track my runs) was getting wet.
I ended up completing 5 miles, which wasn’t bad but it wasn’t 8!
After that, I showered and put on my comfy clothes and
posted up on the couch to watch some Netflix.
I found this documentary and loved it. 
It was basically
about a woman who discovers the truth about her biological father and how this
affected her and everyone in her family.
It struck a chord with me. It
reminded me that we all have the same issues, no one’s problems are exclusive
to them.
That evening I went to church. The message was entitled “How the Holy Spirit
Can Help Us”. The text was taken from
Romans 8:26-28
26Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our
infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the
Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be
uttered.
27And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth
what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints
according to the will of God.
28And we know that all things work together
for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his
purpose
Folks have a tendency to focus on the 28th verse,
but we spent quite a bit of time on the 26th – the Holy Spirit helps
us by interceding on our behalf when we don’t know what to pray. When all we can do is groan. Have you ever had days like that? When you couldn’t even formulate a prayer and
all you can do is groan. God knows what
you need in that groan. He knows.
Sunday – I was supposed to have some pictures taken
for my website but because they are going to be outdoor shots and the
weather was crappy, we had to reschedule.
I was so disappointed. You have
to understand all that goes into getting prepared to take fitness photos. It’s not as easy as showing up and
smiling. For me, it felt like I was
getting ready for a competition – in that I was dieting and manipulating my
water. So on Sunday morning my abs were
popping and I couldn’t take the pictures!
I was hungry, dehydrated and miserable!
The plan was to celebrate the completion of the photo shoot with a
delicious pasta meal and a glass of red wine.
Let’s just say, I still cooked and ate my pasta (with a ton of
mozzarella cheese) and had two glasses of wine.
The pictures will happen when they happen but I needed to eat!
To round out my Sunday, I gave myself a hot oil treatment,
washed my hair, trained a client and watched True Blood. I love True Blood but this final season is
the worst! It’s like the writers have
short-timer’s syndrome and have just thrown anything together. Disappointing.
Now it’s Monday and because of the two glasses of wine, I
couldn’t get up at 4:00 this morning and go to the gym like I normally
would. Lucky for me, I have a home gym
that I can utilize after work.
This is the month of prayer at my church and tonight I get
to go to “soaking” prayer. The only
reason why I look forward to Mondays.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with the concept of soaking, this
is a time when the sanctuary is open to anyone who wants to come and pray. The lights are dim, music is playing and the
people can come to the altar, walk around the sanctuary or sit in their seat
and just allow the Holy Spirit to speak.
So, for me it is a Happy Monday!Hope it is for you as well!
2 comments:
Your web site looks good. The soaking concept really sounds good.
I love the idea of the soaking prayer. I remember something similar early on Monday mornings at my old church in New Orleans. That was one of the reasons I so looked forward to Mondays too.
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