The Battle Through the Eyes of a Runner.



The snow sits majestically on the ground that I rush past. Even the lakes have a frozen layer of white covering the unknown below. The winter rages on.

The hours of warmth were all too quickly forgotten as the wind picked up; making the raindrops hit the side of my face, as if they were falling sideways from their cloud.

On one side of the train, the sun desires to show itself again, but the clouds, angrily refuse. You can only make out the outline of colors through the rage and dark.

On the other side the light airy clouds smile as the mile of blue peeks through. The sun is welcome on this side. It is loved by its neighbor.

The contrast of colors amazes me. There is the good and the bad. The pure and the tarnished. The loved and the hated.

There, in those colors, is the truth of the world.


The battle is waged. The swords are ready. The sides are fighting. The storm rages on.


And I, I sit comfortably between. Later, when it is time to step out, I know which side I must choose.

I have made my decision. What is yours?

Lights Through the Eyes of a Runner.

A light in the darkness illuminates the cloudy sky, sending off a trail of colored sky for hundreds of feet above.

The twinkles single that the city is not asleep. There is a heartbeat to this city even at night.

Boom. Boom. I hear it.

Thump. Thump. I feel it.

Pump. Pump. There is life.

The light of this screen stares back at me as I grin into the night.

Stunning is the only way I can describe it. Stunning, the city, today, my joy.

It is stunning. It is Light.

“I will live to enjoy the light.”



Job 33:28

Running Through the Seasons Through the Eyes of a Runner.

I breathe in, and out. It is simply a miracle. A weight is lifted. So suddenly, I feel a peace.

It constantly amazes me how God works, how you can make a decision and boom. It’s changed.


As I look out at the lights of the city, I ponder and wonder about beauty.

I find it is the simple skyline and the moon sparkling in the distance. Where others find the most grand beauty of a country road. Others in the peaks of the mountains, or staring out at a dry, orange land.

Ah, it makes me want to run.

To lace up my well worn sneakers, and start moving. Putting one foot in front of the other. Taking me through the desert, across the city, up the mountain, down the dusty road.

Oh, I miss the warm sun baking my glistening skin as I pound through miles. I miss the fall leaves rustling across the path as my partner and I laugh. I miss the new smell of spring wafting through my nostrils as I speed ahead.

Winter has wreaked its havoc on my running. I am ready to get going with fervor again! Now it seems when I run with fervor, I slip and fall.

Paralleling that with day to day life seems like an easy jump for me; sometimes we are just running so fast, we slip and fall.


Sometimes we forget the simple joys in life. We get too bogged down with life.

For me the past couple of weeks its been studying for tests and doing homework.

We get so bogged down we forget to see. To see the beauty of the people we are around. The beauty of our surroundings. The beauty of the strong legs taking us places.


So tomorrow, as the sun says its good mornings to this beautiful Earth. I will test out how strong those legs are. And where they will take me.


Here is to adventure. Goodnight.


Life Through the Eyes of a Runner.

The world seems to spin madly into chaos. Another life gone.

Another person hurting. Another soul broken.


And what do we do? Cry? I urge you, my friend, to share love.

To look into yourself today and find beauty. To see yourself as a beautiful child. To not be selfish and keep this beauty in, but share it with others!

Life is worth living, and as my heart beats, I hope you feel that too.

Take a moment and feel all that is living within you. You are so worth it.


Love yourself, love your neighbor, and laugh today.

A simple laugh can clean out even the most established cobwebs.


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Simple Joys Through the Eyes of a Runner.


The joys of the warmth of a Carmel Flan Latte, the confidence of a cute outfit, and the promise of a fresh inch of snow can bring such simple joys to a searching soul.

My heart is full and happy, my head is thinking new thoughts, and the day is only half gone. Happy Monday!