I've been sitting at my desk this afternoon, trying to comprehend what is before me. My hands are kinda shaking and these emotions are washing over me like tidal waves, this last year of rigorous training behind me and yet... I feel ready. I'm really ready. And I feel so. incredibly. emotional. I'm running my first marathon on Sunday. I'm sniffling because I keep stumbling into that "holy smokes, really seriously, oh my Lord" cry, my shoulders shake, I turn up the music (Watermark, Purest Place) louder and deep breathe deep breathe. It's really here. This is the biggest thing I've ever aimed to accomplish.
And all those experiences along the way were simply prep for this next biggest thing.
All those times growing up being stuck in airports as a "non-rev kid" learning about stamina and endurance, learning to get through it. Suffering the heart ache of my parent's divorce, a broken engagement, the discouraging sudden loss of friends, being let go from what I thought was my dream job, struggling with finaces, being scared in the midst of a hurricane baring down on my house and so many other things were simply prep for this next biggest goal. He had purpose in all of the tough stuff.
And He had purpose in showing me those moments of complete exhilaration and loss of breathe from disbelief as well. Standing on top of mountains, sitting on the ocean floor in complete silent serenity looking towards the sky, graduating with a degree that moved me towards attaining my utmost dreams, starting my radio job at KSBJ, being on TV for the first time, experiencing love and JOY and overwhelming surges of gratitude for blessings in my life. All for this.
Each new big opportunity and experience has only been prepping ground, launching me to this place. And this one too, this is ALL for His GLORY. Praise be to God.