Snowrunner

Got up bright and early today to go for a little jaunt at Lumgairs. Ran for an hour out and an hour back, and then tackled the tube slide ten times. There were a few other people out...one woman skiing solo, three guys from wpg skiing together, and two families tubing. After collapsing at the top of the hill after the tenth time, I was thinking 'why on earth would I do this"? As I walked back to my car, it came back to me...because I can. As I was leaving Mr. Lumgair came out, walked over to his snowmobile, then went to talk to the people at the top of the tube slide. Only he didn't walk, he more or less dragged himself over there. He's getting on in years, and though I only met him a year ago, he's really gone downhill physically in that time. He tried to talk to the people, but they only spoke german. I heard them say 'thank you', and he said 'you're welcome'. I could tell he wanted to say a lot more...he usually does, but this time it was enough...he could tell how thankful they were, and they could tell how happy he was that people were enjoying his little chunk of God's beautiful creation with their family. But it made me think. I run because I can. Who knows...ten, twenty, fifty years from now, I won't be able to any more. And the best way I can think of to thank God for the ability to run, and for allowing me to enjoy his marvelous creation is to run. or hike. or bike. or to try and capture the beauty with my camera.

"Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God - this is your spiritual act of worship" - Romans 12:1