Yesterday I wrote about how I used to be a runner. Today, in church, I learned I am still a runner. That is, figuratively speaking. As humans, we are always running, either toward or away from something. I like to think I’m running toward God’s plan for my life and not away from it, but it’s not always true.
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.
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.
On Friday morning, while emptying the dishwasher, I asked God what He wants me to do with my life which had nothing to do with the dishes, I don’t think. I multi-task, or at least I try. Besides, I am well aware that doing dishes is already a God-ordained task.
I am good at jumping on band wagons. Falling off? Also good.
Today marks the beginning of a 31-day challenge and thank God it has nothing to do with food. I can get through anything that allows for a little stress eating. There’s nothing a little chocolate and peanut butter can’t cure, and pizza, and wine, and grilled cheese sandwiches. You get the picture.