A Glimpse of Glory

Hi Folks,

For those of you who haven't given up on me by now...I offer up my lastest drama.

Hardly dramatic, rather, my life has been nice and mostly calm. I haven't been able to write on here because I don't have internet access anymore and during those rare times that I do get my hands on a computer which allows a social cyber life, I don't have time to write a post...or even respond to email. I used to write on my overnights. But lately I haven't been getting overnight trips. Just a lot of locals.

Right now I'm in my car near a local cafe that offers free wi-fi. I am so broke all the time that I don't want to go in to use the internet so I won't feel like I have to buy anything. I'd rather mooch off of them in the parking lot. It's slower, but the signal does reach out here. I guess I'm the kinda customer they hate. O'well.

As for Brydon...we have been getting along better this week. He hasn't called me any names or threatened my life and I haven't had to hang up on him. I even went over to the house yesterday so the girls could clean their rooms before the house goes on the market, which should be today or tomorrow.

On an entirely different note: Spring is here! I think someone must have gathered up all the pollen, mixed it with water, formed it into a ball and shoved it right up my nose. I'm absolutely miserable! And for some God aweful reason, pills don't seem to help. My eyes look more like those frozen meatballs with the added red sauce after I've been rubbing them a while.

Speaking of God...
I had a nice glimpse of him today. I dropped off the girls at school and decided to go running in the canyon. I took the Quarry Trail. The further I got from my car, the happier I felt. I was running outside in the world that God made. I can't describe in words that you would understand. Their simply aren't any to do it justice. At one point I lifted my head and imagined myself running to God. I thought, if only I could reach up, grab onto his shirt tale, I could swing in the Heavens and all that I pray for healing would happen...just like it did in the Bible when Jesus told the lady in the crowd that her faith healed her.

After the ressurection, Jesus revealed himself to his deciples among others. Fourty days later He acended into Heaven. Many people had proof that Jesus had truely been raised from the dead. They saw with their own eyes the holes in his hands and side. I have not seen, but I know it's true. Jesus said, "Blessed are those who have not seen, and yet believe."

I ran 7 miles today and hardly felt any pain. The last 2 miles I ran without music because my ipod ran out of power. I didn't mind though. The birds were singing and the sound of the rushing river almost covered the pounding of my feet. This morning the dirt called my name and I swear, it never looked so good.