I used to be a runner. Back in December of 2009, I ran my first training mile. If I remember correctly, it was a bone-chilling 22 degrees and it took me 17 minutes. I was inspired by the TV show Biggest Loser and decided the night before I wanted to run a full marathon. Twelve months later on November 27th, I did just that. I ran 26.2 miles with a 12-minute pace.
I was born in Seattle and have lived in Washington all my life. I am pretty familiar with this state, especially in regards to the rain and we’ve had a lot of it. It’s what makes our state so green and for that, I’m thankful.
Last month, I went to a women’s brunch. A friend of mine was speaking. The last time I heard her speak to a group of women was in 2006. Back then, she talked about brokenness, reconciliation and a stolen stereo. I remember it well because her story resonated with mine.
It was a beautiful spring day. The opportunity had come, the timing was more than right. It was perfect. I knew I had enough courage to follow through with it—not because of my own doing, but because of the strength given by Almighty God. It is a journey I look back on often, as a reminder of his faithfulness.
Hello! Happy New Year! I’m only 33 days late. Are you surprised? I’ve had so much to say, but so little time to say it, which is probably a good thing. I am ALL FOR the sharing of our hearts and minds and think it is good + right to stand up for what we believe in. I never did get around to sharing my thoughts on the American flag, why black lives actually do matter and whether or not I think George Dubya is a drunk or just a silly old man.
Okay enough about me and my security issues. Let’s talk about Jesus and his security. Yeah I know. Jesus, God, God, Jesus. Still. Actually, I shouldn’t assume everyone reading this believes Jesus was or is God, but even if you believe he was just a man, you can learn from his ability to handle criticism.
I didn’t really want to talk about this tonight, but I’m going to get it over with. It’s been a nagging thing in the back of my mind and I guess that means I should talk about it. It seems like such a silly thing but it’s something I really want to fix about myself. My name is Julianne and I am…
My husband and I are in a couples group and we started this new book called “Emotionally Healthy Spiritually.” Yes, I’m reading two books at once. I love books. Some books I read every word while others I just skim. This one is a skim type of book because it’s loaded with so much information. I’m not gonna lie, I have anxiety about what this book is going to say about my anxiety, among other things.
Over the summer, I read through the book of Acts. I don’t typically read straight through books of the bible. Usually I read a verse here and a verse there, everywhere a verse verse. But after watching the Bible TV series, it piqued my interest. The actual Bible, that is.
Yesterday I decided to go for a run. I don’t always make the best decisions. My feet hurt. My ankles hurt. My calves hurt. My shins hurt. My hips hurt. My lower back hurts. Forty is getting closer every day.