#Throwbackthursday… This season of life feels like my pacing is off again. I am ready to jump the gun and run, or I am running when I am supposed to be walking or even resting. I realized this week I was forgetting to ask God to set the pace and help me find a rhythm for each day. He knows me and what will come each day, so listening for Him is always wise. Choosing to be still and listen. Recalibrating.
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Pace… In high school I ran track. I started with winter track and the coach just stuck all the girls in the 55 meter sprint, regardless of what our abilities were. The pace was super fast and the race was over before it really began for me. This did not deter me from joining Spring track. I knew I was not a sprinter, but super long races seemed boring, so I landed in the middle with the 800 meter race. Track taught me the importance of pacing myself. I struggled with this at times, starting out too strong but not able to keep it up, or too slow and had way more energy at the end than I needed. Eventually I learned the pace that was right for me…
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