Scripture standout: Ps 5: 8 "Lead me in your right path.
Make your way smooth and straight for me."
His Deed/The Day: Well, that was dumb. RB and I decided to try and run six miles the day after we did 20. My foot still hurts, her knee was acting up — we ended up walking for 4 miles. Hardly broke a sweat, and limped the whole way home. Not smart for home stretch marathon training.
As I gimped home, I saw her. I spied Girl-Who-Walks-Aggressively-Down-San-Jose-Sans-Bra. She is a neighborhood mystery. With her long black hair and sweat pants, she is not afraid to charge down the street for exercise without buckling the girls down. During cooler months, she at least insulates them with a bulky college sweatshirt. But if it's over 60 degrees, you can bet her ta-tas are having their own rave party while she's being a witness to her fitness. So these are the thoughts I usually have when I see her. But on this day, I blocked it all out and prayed for her. Not that I think she needs anything or is screwed up — but praying for her happiness and comfort and to have a joyful day seemed a lot better than making snarky comments about her flappers. Deed done.
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