my goals

After a number of years searching for the healthiest life style, I figure now that it is achieved individually by finding inner peace, which includes an agreement between heart and mind.

For quite a while I thought subjecting my heart to the ideas of my head was exercising will power, so I forced myself to not eat or preform grueling feats always believing it was because it was good for me, but really, is it? I have proven to myself something i already knew... I could accomplish anything with enough time and focus. And I am not liking this person I willed myself into. I am less heart and more head. I know that I cannot return to where I was, but repentance is always possible, and new beginnings need not wait for anything. I started today to follow a plan that includes accomplishing true peace/health by using a well-rounded approach. I will accomplishing goals in 4 areas, Physical, Intellectual, Social, and Spiritual. My progress will create a better person and a happier me.

I already feel better despite my afflictions. This morning, I disregarded nay-sayer notions that this old dog could not learn new tricks. I will run again. I began my journey this morning. And knowing that my husband has the power of God combined with the fact that God loves me, and will help me accomplish my desires... all I must do is my fair share.

Here are my goals:

1. Obviously, running again.

2. Learning and speaking fluent French with my mom and brothers.

3. Make some friends, by inviting people over to play games or something.

4. Write a good Hymn/song and have it performed.

I think all of the endorphins from running this morning are affecting me already, I feel sooo good about this!

something my mother said

Sometimes, I have flashes of a sort that can only be likened to Enos, who when out hunting recalled the words of his father. At the time that I was told such things they seemed to be of no worth and yet, I remember them still and they are brought to my thoughts as I  was listening to the words as recorded in the book of Job about the hope of a tree.

I cannot remember or think of any good reason for my mother to even talk about such things, but I remember her telling me that there was a special type of photography where a leaf was photographed and then it withered away and parts had been lost, but when photographed in this manner it had an identical appearance as it originally had.

I also think of the song "wick" from the Secret Garden (the musical). And the parable of grafting the olive tree to restore former fruit.

From all of these various thoughts, I decided on a truth, that a thing resembles it's spiritual and that birth and death are but markers to assist in comprehension of time, but spirit/intelligence simply exists, and will not be dimmed. 

It is helpful to remember that as I begin to notice the effects that seem unconquerable. In the book of Job it was recorded thus:

7 For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. 

8 Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; 

9 Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant. 

10 But man dieth, and wasteth away: yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?