I appreciate being lied to...sometimes.

Sometimes I appreciate being lied to.  For example, when my kids get hurt but they (and their daddy) tell me that they're fine.  They do it because they are well aware of my natural reaction, TO FREAK OUT!  Or when my child is loses his grip on a tire swing, is barely hanging onto the rope while he's flying well above the rooftop of the house.  Yeah, I was thankful I did not know that situation actually occurred until months after it did.  I would have lost it passed out!  So recently my running app has been lying to me and today I found out the truth.  I wish I hadn't.  You see, running for me not at all natural.  Instead, it's rather painful, both mentally and physically.  My life has been on an emotional roller coaster the past few weeks.  Nobody worry.  Not a full out, crazy, thrill ride kinda roller coaster, but a tiny kiddie one.  Anyway, it's enough to make this lady overwhelmed.  So for once, running was making me feel proud.  For once in the last few weeks, I felt strong and accomplished.

Until today.

Defeat is now breathing down my neck.  I wish I hadn't discovered how terrible I am at running.  I liked thinking I was improving.  I liked thinking I was doing something right at a time when mothering is challenging me, teaching is challenging me, maintaining a schedule is challenging me, and even being an encouragement to others to the Glory of God is challenging me.  I liked thinking I was "winning" at something. I don't want a medal (well, only the one at the finish line of a half marathon- there's no way I'm running 13.1 miles and not getting some sort of token to remember the insanity).  I don't want special recognition.  I just want to feel proud of myself.  Satan has always been very good at discouraging me in this exact area.  He's a champ at telling me I'm not good at anything I do.  I hate it when I let him win me over.  Thankfully, recently I've been studying, memorizing and drawing near to a verse.

"But he said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me." 2 Cor 12:9

His power is made perfect in my weakness.  Wow.

I'm glad Jesus loves us weaklings.  Will I run again?  Maybe but definitely with my truthful app.