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small things, poking up through the ground. / 01.29.09, 11:07 AM
I was talking with a doctor that works at LCHC about Chicago winters. She’s from Philadelphia and explained that she knew what cold winters were like… until she came here. “It’s quite a singular sensation to breathe through your nose and have all your nose hairs freeze.”
The winter season is hard to break new ground, and not just for farmers. No one, including me, wants to be outside to socialize for longer than they need to. It’s just the way it is. We were given a heads up about the rough Jan-Feb-part of March stretch. I prayed that despite the cold expectations, that God would bring some fruit from this season, some sort of hope or encouragement.
I’ve been focusing on my efforts at the fitness center, because I love it there. Even though I mention it often, I don’t know if I’ve talked about it enough to convey its friendliness, challenges, provision, encouragement, and opportunity. It’s every story that people share that makes a dull day into an excellent day. A woman at the end of her first circuit training class who is beaming (not just from sweat), who shares the news that since beginning working out she has not only lost weight, but also lost points off her blood sugar levels—by half, and it hasn’t stopped. Another man, who gives God the glory for the 60 pounds he’s lost. The woman who is a bus driver and comes in every day during her break to work out. We don’t have personal trainers —it would up the cost of the $15/month membership. They might be clueless at first, but they’re not afraid to ask questions, and we heartily and excitedly give them answers (I have to try not to overwhelm with too much information…).
I met a new friend too (at the Fitness center of course)! She showed me her stepping skills, and I showed her my bosu ball skills.
They’re small things, but sometimes that’s all ya got, and that’s what ya gotta work with. Thank you Jesus!
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