I'm Ready

The past couple of nights a musing has been stuck in my head. Different ones, really. But then I decide I'm too tired to write them. And there they stay, rambling around in my head like a bouncing echo. Since it takes me at least an hour these days to fall asleep--no matter what time I retire--tonight I decided to write. My only qualms are a headache, and a sleeping hubby that I hope I don't rouse with the pitter patter of my computer keys.

I'm ready.

I'm ready to walk.

I can feel it.

Not just ready to do stuff. I've been ready for that now for weeks.

(oops, Brandy just opened his sleepy eyes at me).

But ready to walk.

Ready to put down the reclining part of the love seat recliner, and walk across the living room.

Not just because I'm cold and I want a blanket.

But just for the pure joy of walking. Yes, the JOY of walking. Walking across the living room. Walking a mile down the road. Walking...

I have to admit, God is teaching me a lot through this down time that has happened at a seemingly incredibly inopportune time. Since my poor hubby is trying to sleep, we'll surmise about all the things He's teaching me in another post. He's teaching me so much that at times I know I'll look back and be thankful that it happened. (Oof...did I really say that out loud?)

I pray I not only learn...but remember. That on those days where I'm not only walking, but running...I'll be keenly aware of the days I couldn't. I pray these lessons find a home in my long term memory.

Ps. 46:10 "Be still and know that I am God."