Hope For More!

So I just officially attended my very first Jeremy Camp concert out at my Uncle Harold and Auntie Diane's ranch! It was such a cool experience! I definitely felt the Spirit moving today. When Jeremy Camp sang, "There Will Be A Day," I was crying tears of joy and being filled with a renewed hope from the LORD. I am truly blessed. 

My First Half-Marathon!

Earlier this year my Mom and I decided to sign up to run the half-marathon. Unfortunately my Mom was having some serious knee issues and decided that the best thing for her to do would be to drop out of the half-marathon. So then I had a decision to make, and obviously by the title of this post, I decided to run. Just two weeks ago I began having some knee issues too! The outside of my left knee randomly started to ache. I decided to just ice it and ignore it and continue to train. It got worse. So for the past week I have been resting it and not running in hopes that it would be ok for the marathon. When I got up this morning I grabbed my gear, put some Deep Relief on my knee and headed out. When the race started my knee was fine but at about the 5k mark it started to ache. I decided right then and there that I would run non-stop for the rest of the race, fully aware that if I did stop, it would be even more painful. Thankfully I couldn't feel the pain anymore by the 13k mark and so I pushed through. I was counting down the kilometers, praying as I went that God would sustain me because I knew that there was no way that I could finish this on my own. My goal was to cross the finish line before the 2 hour mark and I was at 1:51 at 20k. I just kept on running at my gradually slowing pace and when I saw the finish line I gave it all I had and sprinted in. I came in at 1:58 and reached my goal. I praise the Lord for the strength that He gave and am looking forward to running with my Mom next year. :)