Last night against my better judgement, I fell into peer pressure. Michelle Gray talked me into jogging. "We walk one lap and run the rest", she said. I stretched out, warmed up and started the power walk warm up. With Michelle by my side, I assume no matter what I am in good hands, she is after all, a nurse. First lap, no problem. Second lap, start the jog. I was timing my breathing pacing myself the friendly girl talk stopped, we meant business. By the end of our "Run", we felt great, I accomplished something I hadn't been able to in years!
I quit smoking July 6 of this year. I watched as a team of doctors put my brother on a ventilator, and when they asked us to leave the room, I went out to smoke. It relieved my stress, helped me through the hard times. ( It sucked the life out of me and made my whole world smell awful). Sunday night, July 6, the night before my girls left for church camp, after leaving the hospital visiting Heath, I had an asthma attack.
I prayed for God to help me quit smoking. I woke up the next morning took my girls to the church to catch the bus, and never craved a cigarette again. Grace of God!!!! This is my proof that prayer works. He was listening, I just had to ask. Truth be told, we only ran 1/2 a mile, but it is a beginning. I doubt I will ever run a marathon, but tonight I will meet Michelle for another attempt to at jogging, thanks to God.
Just Ash
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