We've just started a new round at Turbo Kick class, and it is a tough one. It's very aerobic and that fact, combined with the fact that it's so warm in the gym, led to a rather sweaty workout. We had both gym doors open, but that didn't help much. During a short break between songs, I stepped outside and asked God if He wouldn't mind sending a breeze through the doorway every now and then. Then I headed back in to sweat some more.
So what happened with the breeze? Well, occasionally, it came through the door, but to truly be cooled by it, I had to walk over to the doorway and stand in the opening, which I did several times. One of those times, I had a minor epiphany: God will answer our prayers, but sometimes we need to move toward Him in order to receive those answers.
It still amazes me how many areas of my life (mental, emotional, spiritual) have been changed (for the better) by my choice to take better care of my physical body. The only response I can think of to this truth is the same one I offered up each time the lovely breeze cooled my sweaty self: "Thank You, Lord".
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