Day...what day is it anyway?

I have been staring at my book all week.  I have taken it everywhere, hoping I'd have a second to crack it open.  But, no such luck.  I had homework...the boys homework...football and more.  So there sat my book...waiting patiently on me to open it. 

Finally, I told myself...

you are never going to finish this race if you don't start.

 
So, I cleared a little time in my schedule last night.  After my husband went to a fish fry with his friends, and the boys were tucked safely in their beds, I made a cup of coffee and climbed into my bed. 

An hour later, I couldn't put the book down.  I knew that would happen.  It was almost as if I was avoiding the book because I knew it would become another addiction in my life.  Like I need something else to occupy my time.

Or did I?

You see...reading this book is giving me time to escape the worries of the kids...our marriage...our finances...and our life.  The craziness subsided for the next hour and I was able to fall back in time.  The intensity of this book gave me a new perspective on things I've just never allowed myself to think about.  I know three other people who are reading this book and who are loving every minute of it.  I woke up this morning and read for another hour.  I finally had to make myself get in the shower to get ready for church. 

So...when will I be reading again?  Oh, as soon as I wrap up this post.  Can't wait to get into the heart of the matter. 

This "running" stuff isn't so bad after all.  Looking forward to logging a few more miles this week.

Amy