It is a beautiful sunny saturday.  I am going to get a 3 mile walk in today, right after I get this posted.  I usually don't walk on the weekends, but I didn't get a walk in yesterday, so I am making up for it today.  We had an open house for school on thursday night.  It was encouraging.  There were 30 families there.  I am throwing it at the feet of God.  There is so much good happening at Immanuel.  I want it to prosper.  I want more children to be able to have the opportunity to be influenced by the amazing teachers that are there.  I feel so honored to be able to be part of the community there.  I feel Gd at work in the classrooms.  I feel His presence so clearly.  His love is overflowing and it is such a special place.  There is plenty of work to be done.  I have a laundry list of places where I feel improvement needs to happen and where actions  do not match words, but for the most part, that is not in the classroom.  The teachers love the Lord, and the examples they set for the children are wonderful.  My heart bursts when I think of it.  I have procrastinated long enough- it is time to walk.  

Renewed, Refreshed, exhausted

I was at a retreat this weekend.  It was awesome.  The theme was Body by Christ.  The presenters did a great job and I feel that God was really present.  Some healing took place.  I had been struggling for quite some time and I had been feeling like I was on an upswing, but that really helped me up out of the pit.  I am not on the mountain top, but at least I am on level ground and no longer falling.  I know it will be a lifelong struggle and something I will have to put at the feet of Jesus each and every day, but I do feel that I am getting a better view of it and I am seeing it for what it is and naming it and ever so slowly doing what I need to do it to fight it.  Exercise really is key.  I am beginning to see that getting out and walking is no longer a luxury for me.  It is something that has to be done if I am going to be able to function at all.  It is no longer about losing weight- it is about some semblance of sanity.  I can no longer try and muddle through on my own.  I need Jesus.  I need therapy.  I need exercise.  It is that simple.  I may eventually be able to get rid of the therapy, and maybe even the exercise, but Jesus will be the constant.  I am always amazed at how the daily devotions seem to be chosen specifically for me.  It cannot be coincidence.  It happens far too often for it to be that.  God is at work.  He is always at work.