coming back to the origin

it was early evening and the air was cool as i made my way on my bike ride. legs a little stiff from the weeks workouts, time passing a little to slowly. making it to the half way point turning around, refreshinly cool air blowing accross my face, a little power coursing through my legs now. the scenery around me is breath taking, shades of green wizzing past as i push the pedals round. back at the car i quickly put on my running shoes and begin the run portion of today's task. looking out over the wind blown reservoir onto the cloud capped hills, i stop. i stop dead in my tracks - this is beautiful, the ability to be out here, to be running, to feel my body become alive - a gracious heart toward our creator the gifts He gives that we don't deserve to receive.

these past few months of training have been grueling, always contemplating the usefulness, the practicality, the eternal impact of it all. this evening i was brought back to why i do it - the connection. i was given the gift, my self inflicted burden lifted. thank you Father for the enjoyment, for the connection. for restoring my joy.