"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."
2 Timothy 4:7
When my 5k is done, I hope I can say this. I hope I kept myself
accountable in my routine. I also hope that when my life is coming to
an end, I can say this as well. I pray that I can say "I have kept the
faith." "I persevered through the tough times and kept myself going
toward Christ even when I have a gust of troubles pushing against me to
slow me down."
I finished. Sure, it wasn't amazing timing, but I finished.
This morning was my first 5k run. To me, a lot was accomplished. I met all my goals for this race:
1) Survive
2) Run it under 30 min.
3) Keep to the routine
Running wasn't part of my history, nor was it ever really my favorite way to exercise. I was an aerobic girl, dancing around in the basement of my parents' home for a long time. I'm also a yoga girl, holding stretches and endurance that way. These were done in the privacy of my own space.
Running can't stay inside. Running is out where everyone can see you. Even when you start off, people look at you and can see your pace and analyze every movement you make. (this is in my head obviously)
I needed this. I needed to stop hiding and being scared of not being good enough. Not being the best. The truth is that I was making up all these lies and judgements inside of me. I needed to overcome this. I wanted to run and try it. I needed to stop putting the judgements in other people.
I needed to stick to a routine and keep going through it. There are so many things in life I need to commit to. Some of them I have decided to fight through in the midst of this race. Some things I do need a little more kick with, but I am learning more and more that I need to pick something, pray over it, and do it.
In all honesty...I don't want to be the wife or mother that is sitting on her butt saying "Honey, what should I do?" For every little thing. Yes, I want advice and input, and I need a man to be realistic with me. But I want to be able to have some courage to do some of that myself so I am not fully leaning and exhausting my husband or close friends.
And right now in life, I have freedom to commit to what I can do. Am I going to sit on my butt and let it slip away? Or am I going to keep getting up and walk toward the goal that I so desire before it is no longer available to me?
For my first race, I walked away so happy and excited at what I had done. Did I get passed by more experienced runners? Oh course! Man, it was hard for me to not be discouraged. However, my goal was not their goal. My purpose was not their purpose. My training was not their training. I didn't have to be as good as them, because I was in a different place.
This is truly something that I have to drill into myself, but thanks to Jesus I am able to overcome! I can see more through His eyes rather than my competitive eyes. I am so thankful that He is showing me this, because it brings me so much more peace. It will be very easy for me to fall back into my pity party and insecurity, but I was able to see and experience freedom from this thinking. I know it can happen.
Thank you Jesus.
Fight the good fight! Finish the race! I love you all!
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Baby Steps
Failure
This word can be terrifying to some people, but to others it is inviting. I see two categories of people when it comes to failure: Those that run from the risk, and those that run toward the challenge.
As a fellow people pleasure, if failure comes across the screen in my life, I run and hide and try not to let anyone see that I failed. I keep it secure in my own heart and mourn the loss myself. However, I envy the people that stare it in the face and say "I'll prove that wrong."
I am reading a devotional with a couple girls, and this week's talk about trusting God focuses on trusting Him through our failures. I have read about how God uses failures for His glory, but I also have read about how we need to keep pushing through even when we don't get it the first time. I fail once, I'd give up and think "Oh I wasn't supposed to do that" and I'd be done. Sometimes, yes. God does keep things from happening in our lives to keep us safe, but how do we know the difference? How do we know when God is saying "no" in our failures and when God is saying "yes?"
In short...check your heart.
If your motives are on Pride, Rebellion, Disobedience...etc, it's not from God.
If your motives are on Justice, Love, Kindness, Patience...etc, it's honoring to God and He encourages us to persevere.
I could speak more on that another time...but this post is about taking the baby steps to overcome the fear of failure. And by baby steps, I mean...let's look directly at baby steps.
If you have kids, you can relate to this. If you've watch toddlers walk, you can relate to this. If you ever once was a baby learning to walk, you can relate to this (Okay, I got everyone)
As babies grow to toddlers, they are very curious and fearless. They seem to get into everything once they know how to move around enough. They are ambitious. It wouldn't even dawn on them that falling on their butts is considered a failure. I've seen many kids fall and get right back up to keep moving. I have also seen other kids fall, cry, but get back up and try again. I've never seen a kid fall on his/her butt once to sit there and swear to never try again. Eventually, they learn to walk.
These kids are not thinking "What if I fail?" They are thinking "I want that! I'm going to try my best and get it!" If I were a toddler in this big world, I'd be sitting on the floor so many times. I would need to be physically picked up by a parent or friend to get back on my feet and try again. I waited for my observers to say "Go ahead Kat, try again." And don't get me wrong, we need that. Friends are there to pick us up and encourage us toward the finishing goal. My Heavenly Father is there to pick me up. However, there are many times that failure is such a scare to me that even with encouragement I sit idle. I don't want to be the kid that waits until my peers tell me to move. I want to be that kid that sees something amazing and goes for it! Perseveres for it! Fights for it! If I fall on my butt and the world see it, I want to get back up and try again.
Dear Lord, I pray that my fear of this world would begin to diminish. I ask that you would put blinders on my soul to where I see the goal and fight for it without any fear of what others think around me. I pray that I would be focused on you and not the waves. Show me more and more through your eyes what is worth the risk, and I pray that your plans would succeed in me. I pray for faith like the toddlers in my life. Help me reflect this. Amen.
Let's take baby steps again! I love you all!
This word can be terrifying to some people, but to others it is inviting. I see two categories of people when it comes to failure: Those that run from the risk, and those that run toward the challenge.
As a fellow people pleasure, if failure comes across the screen in my life, I run and hide and try not to let anyone see that I failed. I keep it secure in my own heart and mourn the loss myself. However, I envy the people that stare it in the face and say "I'll prove that wrong."
I am reading a devotional with a couple girls, and this week's talk about trusting God focuses on trusting Him through our failures. I have read about how God uses failures for His glory, but I also have read about how we need to keep pushing through even when we don't get it the first time. I fail once, I'd give up and think "Oh I wasn't supposed to do that" and I'd be done. Sometimes, yes. God does keep things from happening in our lives to keep us safe, but how do we know the difference? How do we know when God is saying "no" in our failures and when God is saying "yes?"
In short...check your heart.
If your motives are on Pride, Rebellion, Disobedience...etc, it's not from God.
If your motives are on Justice, Love, Kindness, Patience...etc, it's honoring to God and He encourages us to persevere.
I could speak more on that another time...but this post is about taking the baby steps to overcome the fear of failure. And by baby steps, I mean...let's look directly at baby steps.
If you have kids, you can relate to this. If you've watch toddlers walk, you can relate to this. If you ever once was a baby learning to walk, you can relate to this (Okay, I got everyone)
As babies grow to toddlers, they are very curious and fearless. They seem to get into everything once they know how to move around enough. They are ambitious. It wouldn't even dawn on them that falling on their butts is considered a failure. I've seen many kids fall and get right back up to keep moving. I have also seen other kids fall, cry, but get back up and try again. I've never seen a kid fall on his/her butt once to sit there and swear to never try again. Eventually, they learn to walk.
These kids are not thinking "What if I fail?" They are thinking "I want that! I'm going to try my best and get it!" If I were a toddler in this big world, I'd be sitting on the floor so many times. I would need to be physically picked up by a parent or friend to get back on my feet and try again. I waited for my observers to say "Go ahead Kat, try again." And don't get me wrong, we need that. Friends are there to pick us up and encourage us toward the finishing goal. My Heavenly Father is there to pick me up. However, there are many times that failure is such a scare to me that even with encouragement I sit idle. I don't want to be the kid that waits until my peers tell me to move. I want to be that kid that sees something amazing and goes for it! Perseveres for it! Fights for it! If I fall on my butt and the world see it, I want to get back up and try again.
Dear Lord, I pray that my fear of this world would begin to diminish. I ask that you would put blinders on my soul to where I see the goal and fight for it without any fear of what others think around me. I pray that I would be focused on you and not the waves. Show me more and more through your eyes what is worth the risk, and I pray that your plans would succeed in me. I pray for faith like the toddlers in my life. Help me reflect this. Amen.
Let's take baby steps again! I love you all!
Friday, September 14, 2012
Not Good Enough
I am not good enough.
I cannot do anything well.
I can't make a difference.
I am not strong enough.
I have to carry everyone's troubles...no one has time for mine.
These are all grouped into lies that we usually picture first to break us down, tear our hearts apart, and make us want to scream. However, this isn't always the case. These are my common lies:
I am the best.
No one can do what I am able to do.
I can't be less than perfect...no one can see that I am less than that.
I am strong enough to do it on my own.
I can't break down, no one can see me cry.
This is funny to me...because I am writing a study based on the book of Ruth about how we as women are to flourish in our roles, however my heart does not reflect it all the time. We women are emotional creatures, but I HATE it when I am "weak." I need to understand something very valuable...I am not perfect. I will fail. It is okay. (Do you hear this Kat...it is okay to fail. It is okay to not have all the answers. It is okay to cry) Now, I know that I know it, but I don't know it. (did you follow?)
My head knows the truths, but my heart many times refuses to make it truth. Both sets of lies are wrong, but they are right. They are both 100% true to those who know Christ.
"We are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags [in God's sight]…." Isaiah 64:6
This is so hard for me...so hard. The reality is that anything good I do is no better than a used tampon. This is truth. This verse says it is truth...for those that don't know Christ. My good works will not get me into heaven. They are worthless in God's sight and cannot win my salvation. My good works cannot bring glory because my heart is wicked. (Jer. 17:9)
So, to an extent, the first set of "lies" are truths to me:
I am not good enough.
I cannot do anything well.
I can't make a difference.
I am not strong enough.
But, only through the power of Christ, here is how these truths become absolute Truth...
I am not good enough, but Christ is making me perfect.
"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me." Philippians 3:12
"I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength." Philippians 4:13
"But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us." 2 Corinthians 4:7
Christ called me to go make a difference.
"Go, therefore, and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name
of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit." Matthew 28:19
I shouldn't underestimate the power of Christ in me, but I cannot think that this power and ability is my own.
I can't find this balance alone. I can't. I struggle continuously with my insecurity and pride and waiting to become perfect, but I feel that is why we have community. That is why Christ gave us the Church. To help each other. Lift each other up, carry each others' burdens. We need to give it up and ask for help, and we need to be willing to help others. Some people get this help from friends. They are more open and comfortable with it. Others can post publically and feel better about it. But others are more reserved with their personal struggles, and they may just need one real close, trusting person, who will be there through thick and thin to help carry it. Every one is different, but God gives what we need to bring the glory to Him.
God, I need you, and I need people to help me need you. Bring people in my life to help me break down the lies and build up the Truth. I can't do it alone, I need you and I need you to bring me people to help. Use people to remind me of your calling for me and to just do something...to tell me its okay, bring people to tell me that I can't do it, but through you I can. Give me people to find this balance, because I can't do it God. I am not perfect...and even though I don't always want to wait for it, remind me that you are making me perfect. This is my struggle, but thank you that you have overcome!
I love you all.
I cannot do anything well.
I can't make a difference.
I am not strong enough.
I have to carry everyone's troubles...no one has time for mine.
These are all grouped into lies that we usually picture first to break us down, tear our hearts apart, and make us want to scream. However, this isn't always the case. These are my common lies:
I am the best.
No one can do what I am able to do.
I can't be less than perfect...no one can see that I am less than that.
I am strong enough to do it on my own.
I can't break down, no one can see me cry.
This is funny to me...because I am writing a study based on the book of Ruth about how we as women are to flourish in our roles, however my heart does not reflect it all the time. We women are emotional creatures, but I HATE it when I am "weak." I need to understand something very valuable...I am not perfect. I will fail. It is okay. (Do you hear this Kat...it is okay to fail. It is okay to not have all the answers. It is okay to cry) Now, I know that I know it, but I don't know it. (did you follow?)
My head knows the truths, but my heart many times refuses to make it truth. Both sets of lies are wrong, but they are right. They are both 100% true to those who know Christ.
"We are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags [in God's sight]…." Isaiah 64:6
This is so hard for me...so hard. The reality is that anything good I do is no better than a used tampon. This is truth. This verse says it is truth...for those that don't know Christ. My good works will not get me into heaven. They are worthless in God's sight and cannot win my salvation. My good works cannot bring glory because my heart is wicked. (Jer. 17:9)
So, to an extent, the first set of "lies" are truths to me:
I am not good enough.
I cannot do anything well.
I can't make a difference.
I am not strong enough.
But, only through the power of Christ, here is how these truths become absolute Truth...
I am not good enough, but Christ is making me perfect.
"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me." Philippians 3:12
"I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength." Philippians 4:13
"But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us." 2 Corinthians 4:7
Christ called me to go make a difference.
"Go, therefore, and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name
of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit." Matthew 28:19
I shouldn't underestimate the power of Christ in me, but I cannot think that this power and ability is my own.
I can't find this balance alone. I can't. I struggle continuously with my insecurity and pride and waiting to become perfect, but I feel that is why we have community. That is why Christ gave us the Church. To help each other. Lift each other up, carry each others' burdens. We need to give it up and ask for help, and we need to be willing to help others. Some people get this help from friends. They are more open and comfortable with it. Others can post publically and feel better about it. But others are more reserved with their personal struggles, and they may just need one real close, trusting person, who will be there through thick and thin to help carry it. Every one is different, but God gives what we need to bring the glory to Him.
God, I need you, and I need people to help me need you. Bring people in my life to help me break down the lies and build up the Truth. I can't do it alone, I need you and I need you to bring me people to help. Use people to remind me of your calling for me and to just do something...to tell me its okay, bring people to tell me that I can't do it, but through you I can. Give me people to find this balance, because I can't do it God. I am not perfect...and even though I don't always want to wait for it, remind me that you are making me perfect. This is my struggle, but thank you that you have overcome!
"So humble yourselves under the mighty power of God, and at the right time he will lift you up in honor."
1 Peter 5:6
I love you all.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Living a Metaphor Part 2
I said I would continue on with Scripture, so I shall. If any of you had any concerns with this whole topic, bear with me and please keep reading.
These verses are the best way to describe what God is showing me to do spiritually, and they happen to be about "running."
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us."
Hebrews 12:1
In order for me to keep up this running, I need to continually throw off laziness, distractions, lies, and business. These things easily keep me from running and changing my mind. It is so much the same in my spiritual walk. I can be so quick to laziness, distractions, lies, and business in my life that keep me from persevering with Christ.
"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."
2 Timothy 4:7
When my 5k is done, I hope I can say this. I hope I kept myself accountable in my routine. I also hope that when my life is coming to an end, I can say this as well. I pray that I can say "I have kept the faith." "I persevered through the tough times and kept myself going toward Christ even when I have a gust of troubles pushing against me to slow me down."
"Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize."
1 Corinthians 9:24
I don't just run to run. My running has a goal, as I said, for a 5k. To finish the race strong. My running has a purpose, as I also said before, to show myself that I can persevere past my personal comfort and see the goal accomplished that I set before me. This doesn't mean slack off, nor does this mean "it will just happen so I can take it easy." Oh heavens...guys...for some of you the weight does just come off..but for us ladies, that just doesn't happen. I have to PUSH myself beyond limits and keep myself pushing to get this weight off. It takes work. To me, this is a sweet prize for me to be able to say "yes...I can." Failure is only if I quit before the prize.
It is through this motivation that I can also run for the overall prize that Paul is actually talking about here. The prize is at the end of our lives. The race toward Christ is the continuing molding and refining of our hearts til our image reflects Christ's. This doesn't come to completion until the day we end our lives down here and finally come home to our sweet Jesus.
I want to close with something else that I may be sure some of you question about this whole ordeal, and I even question myself sometimes...but I am going to make it very clear as to why I want to lose weight.
Before, I failed at this because I wanted to bring glory to myself. I said I wanted people to notice me, I wanted a sexy bod, I was pretty much okay with being eye candy, thinking I would attract at least 1 good guy in the crowd. Now, I want to bring glory to God because my heart's motives on losing weight is to live out how my spiritual walk should look. Weight loss represents the "impossible" goal that I cannot do alone, and normally would give up on. I am so quick to quit many inner commitments in my life that I don't work through it.
But also, like many good things, it is only a heart-change away from becoming a bad thing. It is easy to make this an idol, just like other things in our lives can be. I pray that my heart will continue to be selfless in this, and that God will continue to speak to me about my spiritual journey with Him through my exercise. If we are called to worship God in everything we do, this is how I would do it through exercising.
I ask that my heart stay pure in my motives, and that the meditations of my heart would be pleasing to my God.
I appreciate the prayers for this. As always, I love you all.
These verses are the best way to describe what God is showing me to do spiritually, and they happen to be about "running."
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us."
Hebrews 12:1
In order for me to keep up this running, I need to continually throw off laziness, distractions, lies, and business. These things easily keep me from running and changing my mind. It is so much the same in my spiritual walk. I can be so quick to laziness, distractions, lies, and business in my life that keep me from persevering with Christ.
"I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith."
2 Timothy 4:7
When my 5k is done, I hope I can say this. I hope I kept myself accountable in my routine. I also hope that when my life is coming to an end, I can say this as well. I pray that I can say "I have kept the faith." "I persevered through the tough times and kept myself going toward Christ even when I have a gust of troubles pushing against me to slow me down."
"Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize."
1 Corinthians 9:24
I don't just run to run. My running has a goal, as I said, for a 5k. To finish the race strong. My running has a purpose, as I also said before, to show myself that I can persevere past my personal comfort and see the goal accomplished that I set before me. This doesn't mean slack off, nor does this mean "it will just happen so I can take it easy." Oh heavens...guys...for some of you the weight does just come off..but for us ladies, that just doesn't happen. I have to PUSH myself beyond limits and keep myself pushing to get this weight off. It takes work. To me, this is a sweet prize for me to be able to say "yes...I can." Failure is only if I quit before the prize.
It is through this motivation that I can also run for the overall prize that Paul is actually talking about here. The prize is at the end of our lives. The race toward Christ is the continuing molding and refining of our hearts til our image reflects Christ's. This doesn't come to completion until the day we end our lives down here and finally come home to our sweet Jesus.
I want to close with something else that I may be sure some of you question about this whole ordeal, and I even question myself sometimes...but I am going to make it very clear as to why I want to lose weight.
Before, I failed at this because I wanted to bring glory to myself. I said I wanted people to notice me, I wanted a sexy bod, I was pretty much okay with being eye candy, thinking I would attract at least 1 good guy in the crowd. Now, I want to bring glory to God because my heart's motives on losing weight is to live out how my spiritual walk should look. Weight loss represents the "impossible" goal that I cannot do alone, and normally would give up on. I am so quick to quit many inner commitments in my life that I don't work through it.
But also, like many good things, it is only a heart-change away from becoming a bad thing. It is easy to make this an idol, just like other things in our lives can be. I pray that my heart will continue to be selfless in this, and that God will continue to speak to me about my spiritual journey with Him through my exercise. If we are called to worship God in everything we do, this is how I would do it through exercising.
I ask that my heart stay pure in my motives, and that the meditations of my heart would be pleasing to my God.
I appreciate the prayers for this. As always, I love you all.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Living a Metaphor Part 1
Yesterday I was pondering this 5k run that I'm training for at the end of this month. I personally have a handful of goals that I wanted to accomplish with this, but my perspective for this has been slightly different than my last goals with this similar purpose.
My personal overall purpose for exercising is to lose weight, or tone up. I want to lose my flab. Now, true...I don't have much and I am actually very healthy. This reason fed on the main reason that made it very difficult for me to commit to this.
1) I wanted the approval of man
I really wanted guys to turn their heads and see a cute bod. I really wanted others to pat me on the back for my accomplishment. I really wanted people to tell me how amazing I looked.
However, many times I would have people tell me "oh girl, you look great! You don't need to lose." And my motivation was gone. Some guys at my work would flirt with me, and I felt "okay, I'm okay."
PS. NOT a good reason for ANYTHING
News flash that I love to hear and need to hear very often
You have an audience of one, and you already have His approval
God doesn't care how much I weigh, and ladies He doesn't care how straight your hair is, nor does He care about how prim and proper you look. God wants you, all of your, raw and emotions and all. God desires you, the real you. The way He made you.
Now, does this mean let my body go? Not at all. In fact, now I'm exercising with a different perspective. My goal is not to turn heads now get others approval. My goal is to keep my weight to myself, be happy with who I am, but to persevere with a task that would seem so difficult that I would appear to fail in my own mind normally. Usually I stop at failure, and this is why I would fail. Because I stop. I am really trying to lose weight to get myself to break past that point for me. I know I don't need to lose, but I also know I can.
God has taught me a LOT through this simple direction. Let me show you faults I've found:
-I have a hard time committing when failure is even possible in my perception
-I have a hard time taking others peoples plans because I want to take all the credit in my heart for coming up with my own method (hardcore pride)
-I have a hard time persevering through if there is no real reason for me to
I noticed that other areas of my life have improved BECAUSE of these things coming to surface. I have realized more of my heart and what really keeps me from accomplishing God's plan.
Spiritually, I need to live the same way. I need to set a plan to read and not just glance by. When I exercise, I don't just walk a block and call it done. I spend time, really digging deep into me and letting out all the energy I can to burn the most calories I can and actually see myself improving. It's the same with my walk with God. I need to be taking steps forward.
Just as I need to be open to others input and advice with running plans, I need to be open with those around me and accept their input on the Bible. If the running plan doesn't help me, I disregard it. If the teaching isn't sound, I disregard it.
I gotta get to work now...but I really want to elaborate on this more with Scripture. Have a great Friday! I love you all!
My personal overall purpose for exercising is to lose weight, or tone up. I want to lose my flab. Now, true...I don't have much and I am actually very healthy. This reason fed on the main reason that made it very difficult for me to commit to this.
1) I wanted the approval of man
I really wanted guys to turn their heads and see a cute bod. I really wanted others to pat me on the back for my accomplishment. I really wanted people to tell me how amazing I looked.
However, many times I would have people tell me "oh girl, you look great! You don't need to lose." And my motivation was gone. Some guys at my work would flirt with me, and I felt "okay, I'm okay."
PS. NOT a good reason for ANYTHING
News flash that I love to hear and need to hear very often
You have an audience of one, and you already have His approval
God doesn't care how much I weigh, and ladies He doesn't care how straight your hair is, nor does He care about how prim and proper you look. God wants you, all of your, raw and emotions and all. God desires you, the real you. The way He made you.
Now, does this mean let my body go? Not at all. In fact, now I'm exercising with a different perspective. My goal is not to turn heads now get others approval. My goal is to keep my weight to myself, be happy with who I am, but to persevere with a task that would seem so difficult that I would appear to fail in my own mind normally. Usually I stop at failure, and this is why I would fail. Because I stop. I am really trying to lose weight to get myself to break past that point for me. I know I don't need to lose, but I also know I can.
God has taught me a LOT through this simple direction. Let me show you faults I've found:
-I have a hard time committing when failure is even possible in my perception
-I have a hard time taking others peoples plans because I want to take all the credit in my heart for coming up with my own method (hardcore pride)
-I have a hard time persevering through if there is no real reason for me to
I noticed that other areas of my life have improved BECAUSE of these things coming to surface. I have realized more of my heart and what really keeps me from accomplishing God's plan.
Spiritually, I need to live the same way. I need to set a plan to read and not just glance by. When I exercise, I don't just walk a block and call it done. I spend time, really digging deep into me and letting out all the energy I can to burn the most calories I can and actually see myself improving. It's the same with my walk with God. I need to be taking steps forward.
Just as I need to be open to others input and advice with running plans, I need to be open with those around me and accept their input on the Bible. If the running plan doesn't help me, I disregard it. If the teaching isn't sound, I disregard it.
I gotta get to work now...but I really want to elaborate on this more with Scripture. Have a great Friday! I love you all!
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