Thank YOU, God! Another marathon has come and gone and Kit is alive and well! He is even happy with his time of 4:22 as it makes him 10th out of 200 in the 70-74 age group AND in his own age group of 75-79 he thinks he is second. That is, if they notice that the one listed as second didn’t hit the mat out in Hawaii Kai.
I am VERY thankful! And it hits me that a marathon is an excellent example of self-induced stress. For Kit it is entirely voluntary! He doesn’t have to run it. And as for my stress? It is just based on the few times some “healthy” person does drop dead during a marathon. I suppose there is more real risk in driving down to the starting line. Still, I don’t want to lose him! Indeed I don’t! But the STRESS is mostly in my MIND. It is in a mental construct that I created. Shoot! What a bummer to actually accept responsibility for the stress in my life. And, then, to go even further and realize that I have authority over the fears in my life, too. Yes, even the hidden fears! . . . But then here comes the thought that this is GOOD NEWS! I can clean up my mind, clean up my emotions, just like I can clean up my office. CAN is, of course, the operative word, God.
Yes, You have given me authority and responsibility. I am intended to be Queen of my Life. But, I have this sneaking suspicion that while I may be Queen, YOU are the HIGH KING. Gosh, God, it all seems very feudal. But I like having YOU there to help. . . to send in reinforcements. . . to counsel and advise. . . even to tell me to stop and turn around. Well, yes, I don’t like that last part in practice. But, I know, I KNOW that keeping the Sabbath is what makes it possible to keep the other nine commandments. So, once again, I hear You say: SO DO IT! AURGH! HELP!