04.02.17 The Fourth Wall


Two days in.

Exhausted.

Number of serious workouts: zero.

Number of life touches: plenty.

Very simply, life got in the way this first weekend to the journey from five years from now.

Want to workout on Saturday? Great! But wait a minute while you do this for me… Two family visits. Two meals dropped off. Two babies held. Prayed for. Loved on. Saturday’s gone.

Want to cram a whole weekend workout into Sunday? Great! But can you take care of the granddaughter for us today? One granddaughter played with. Loved on. Dealing with a blow chunks in Linda Blair fashion but no 360-degree head turning (thank the Lord!!!). Sunday’s gone.

I’m in God’s hands. This weekend did not go as planned. He’s got this. What will next week look like? Can’t wait to see….