So, that day when you are really sore from doing a workout you shouldn't
be sore from, on a day that just happens to be the first day of school,
and because the sun is out after school - aka around 6pm when you
finally leave even though it was a half day - you go for a run to enjoy
the weather and you feel your sore muscles with every step.
But, in
all that, you feel so blessed because the first day went better than
expected, the sun is shining after a number of gray rainy days, the
ocean water looks so blue, the mountains are beautiful, there is a rainbow in
part of one of the clouds near the sun (apparently rare for the cloud to
turn into a rainbow), and despite feeling sore and stiff you actually
feel really good while running; seeing the sun peek through a hole in
the fast spreading clouds after noticing you have a partial shadow, and
thinking that maybe God did it just for you.
And, feeling incredibly
blessed by a good God and a good day.
