Category Archives: Who I am in Christ

Strength Training and Weights

Strength Training for Believers…

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I understand that at my age “strength training” is very important. As we age our bones become weak and using weights helps bring them the strength needed for health. I am amazed when I watch people bench press in the triple digits….

I even took a class one time to learn how to lift “correctly”. To say that my posture needed work is an understatement. Unless I stood a certain way and had a spotter, disaster was possible.

Oh I learned a lot and did increase the weight as the class progressed. A spotter was essential, and I did not attempt any lift without one! I felt strong, I walked with a certain confidence that I had not possessed before and once I learned how to stand to lift, my posture improved.

Interestingly enough, once the class was over and I quit my routine…my posture changed as did my strength.

Reminds me of life’s trials. Continue reading Strength Training and Weights

Faith in my Abba

I have faith in my Abba Father.

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By the time this is published, my mom will have had her second hip replaced. She also has a pacemaker/defibrillator and needs some new knees. We kid her and tell her she will soon be a “bionic woman”. And going through airport security? Well……let’s just say she needs to have those cards out and ready should she decide to fly to the Bahamas.

She has a pain tolerance level higher than anyone I have ever seen. She has endured plenty in her life, in physical and emotional ways. She is a trooper. And of course I love her. Although it is still simply amazing that our mothers can make us feel like 12 year olds sometimes. I am sure that I do that to my adult children too.

So, I covet your prayers for my Momma’s speedy recovery. Continue reading Faith in my Abba

Rough Days and Wall Shadows…

I have had a few rough days.

(I must say that today is better, but I am going ahead and publish this post with the hope that someone else will be encouraged.)

I will admit it. I am not proud of it, but it is true. I feel “blah”.  I dealt with anger over something for about four months, then gave that away and now I am just….I don’t even know how to explain how I feel.

You may understand, you may not. Either way is ok, because I am not sure that I understand. Continue reading Rough Days and Wall Shadows…