Sun and Ice

It was a little after 7am this morning as I stood at the edge of Purgatory Park preparing for multiple circuits, each loop a pleasant 1.23 miles with modest elevation changes to keep me from being a total slough. With the coming sunrise and 11F in temperature I figured I better get moving. How would today’s run compare to my skating rink of trails two days ago? I knew immediately. It would be much more tedious, much, much more tedious. This morning’s run consisted of 70% ice, smooth flows, and for the most part, not even level but for a prayer – a serious challenge just to stay upright. I spent the next 5 miles, a bit over 4 laps, looking for any grit or grass or dirt for traction. No tumbles but a few almosts. I was so thankful. As the morning sun advanced in the sky, I noticed that the ice was getting progressively more slick and dangerous. I decided at 5 miles that I would call it a run and go find that treasured first cup of morning coffee. (Note to self - my hydration pack water tube freezes at 11F and there is nothing to drink.)

One thing have I asked of the Lord, that will I seek after: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in his temple. (Psalm 27:4)

Reflecting on my morning run, well - more of a morning shuffle and slide really, I considered the benefits. More difficult challenges like a few days ago, more careful navigation across ice flows and hard irregular frozen chunks of trail, near crashes and risks of injury, first day’s light in a glorious sunrise, blue sky cathedral overhead, friendly exchanges with a few passersby, and the abiding companionship of God. I don’t know about you, but this sounds pretty terrific! It was not what I had planned or expected but it was very good.

Therefore, holy brothers, you who share in a heavenly calling, consider Jesus, the apostle and high priest of our confession... (Hebrews 3:1) Consider him who endured from sinners such hostility against himself, so that you may not grow weary or fainthearted. (Hebrews 12:3)

As I look to the remainder of my day, my prayer is that I can worship and adore Him, see and embrace Him in the needs of others, and ever consider Him. Oh, that I might run true; that I might run faithfully to His glory. Friend, Come run with me. These trails go on for a ways and we can help each other over the hard parts. Together we can find Him wonderful!