In the desert

This morning I had the privilege of running a 5K in a wadi just outside of town in support of a local international school. It was a beautiful day with a fun group of people! Even though it had been almost a month since I had gone for a run, it felt really good. Part of my energy came from the people I was with and part of it from the new surroundings … running in a desert? There were rocks, dirt, and sand of all the same color everywhere. No real sign of life. And yet, it was beautiful.

Start Line

I’ve been reading in Exodus were the nation of Israel had just crossed the Red Sea and began to wander in the desert. (I have a very real image of what that probably looked like for them now.) Honestly, I can’t blame them for complaining about the relentless heat or lack of water. And yet, God had a reason He led them that way. He did so in order that they might learn who He was and how they should depend on Him.

Climbing the Canyon Walls

I hope to continue to learn who God is and how I can depend on him … especially here in the desert. 

Shannon and I post-race!