As I slide the key into the door this morning, I reached up to my arm and press the start button.
Well I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind
I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time
But I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
I feel there is nothing I can do, yeah – 3 Doors Down Krytonite
I walked across the room, hopped up on the treadmill and pushed the start button.
And if I go crazy then will you still call me Superman?
If I’m alive and well, will you be there holding my hand?
I’ll keep you by my side with my superhuman might
And I was off, running hard, working hard, sweating up a storm, but going nowhere – just looking at the handsome man in the mirror. ( no that was not the person on the machine beside me!). I so dislike running on treadmills, but sometimes when I travel I will do it. It feels to0 monotonousness. It feels so binding, and so mechanical. I like the variety, the wind in your face, the change in terrain, and challenge of getting out there and being a apart of it.
Wow! sounds like our lives sometimes doesn’t it? Running hard, sweating up a storm, but going nowhere. Feeling mechanical, bound – going through the motions. Afraid to engage, staying safe in the exercise room called ourselves.
It reminds me of a Matthew West song “Motions”
No regrets no this time
Just ok is not enough
I don’t want to go through the motions, I don’t want to live one more day. without your all consuming passion inside of me.
What if you had given everything..
Today, lets get off the treadmill of life. Work to get out of your place of safety, use the bold spirit you have been blessed with and fully engage.
13Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be men of courage; be strong. 14Do everything in love. 1 Corinthians 16:13-14