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Deep Thoughts From The Tread Mill

Well, I was on the tread mill yesterday and I forgot to bring my iPod, so I got to think for a couple of miles. . . .

About 14 months ago, Pastor John did a sermon on TAKING HEART. . .TAKE HEART. . .TAKE, it is an ACTION verb! I have to choose to take heart. . .all of that is a different story for a different post. . . .

And the last couple of years I have been struck so many times by LOVE and how love is a CHOICE. . .I have to CHOOSE TO LOVE other people (often it isn't just a natural lovey dovey feeling). . .CHOOSE TO LOVE. . .LOVE. . .that is an ACTION verb! Again, another post for another time. . . .

Yesterday I was struck by a third ACTION verb: LIVE. This year I have found myself just surviving. When people ask me how I am doing, my response is often that I am surviving. And that is a nice and happy response. . .however, on the tread mill it hit me that I need to be LIVING my life and not just surviving it! I need to be actively living my life and not passively surviving. This may not make sense to anyone, but it was my tread mill deep thought and something that I really want to (and need to) put into practice!

I need to actively live and love. I need to be proactive in my living and in my loving! This is my new challenge! LIVE MY LIFE!

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Unsure said…
Jamie ~ your words struck a chord with me today.. I TOTALLY AGREE..on my new business cards it reads: "To Affect the Quality of the Day.....THAT is the ART of LIFE.. So Go girl...lets live! Blessings, Kim Schields

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