Sprinting in Stilettos

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So, I’ve been talking for weeks about starting a workout routine. The days are getting longer, the wedding is getting closer, and it certainly wouldn’t hurt me to tone up a fudge. However, working out is the LAST thing I want to do when I get off work or get home from school. I’m usually on my feet for part of the day and sitting down working for the rest of the day. If I’m not physically exhausted when I get home, then I am, most certainly, mentally exhausted.

But God put me to the test today. After a long day at school and a mentally stressful exam I was on my way to my car (happy as a clam). As I was walking my normal route back to my car I noticed a bunch of orange netting blocking off the short cut I usually take. “Are you kidding me?” I said to myself as I shruggishly stopped in my steps and sighed heavily. As I stood there, I was instantly overwhelmed with irritation and annoyance. I, then, redirected my path to the “long way home”… (or back to my car).

But as I began walking, I started laughing to myself and I’m sure people were thinking I was slightly psychotic (but who cares!); because in my mind, I knew that this was in God’s plan. God knew I wanted to take afternoon walks when I was finished with school or work. I’ve been thinking so much about how stressed out I am and how one afternoon walk would probably do me some good. And while I didn’t plan to do my afternoon walk in three-and-a-half inch heels, God didn’t care. He knew it wouldn’t kill me and He knew that it would be a positive thing for me.

And He was right! I didn’t rush to take my walk. In fact, my heels made me take a slow walk. I was able to breathe, to listen to the birds sing, to think about my day and how everything had unfolded. It also gave me time to think about the rest of the week, how I need to plan my days out, and what I get to look forward to as the weekend approaches.

So my advice for you, my fellow reader: When they tell you to stop and smell the roses… they aren’t joking. Take some time out for yourself to breathe and enjoy the day. We spend so much time rushing through things that sometimes we forget to enjoy where we are.

In addition, we should always be content in our circumstances, no matter what they are. If you do happen to be in three inch heels and stuck walking the long way home, don't immediately get mad, try to look at the positive side, because God is always looking out for you!

INSPIRATION THIS WEEK:
Philippians 4:10-13 (The Message)
“I'm glad in God, far happier than you would ever guess—happy that you're again showing such strong concern for me. Not that you ever quit praying and thinking about me. You just had no chance to show it. Actually, I don't have a sense of needing anything personally. I've learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I'm just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I've found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am. I don't mean that your help didn't mean a lot to me—it did. It was a beautiful thing that you came alongside me in my troubles. “

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