God is in Control

March 3, 2008 was a glorious day in Lynchburg. The sun shone and the temperatures were warm. A promise that Spring is on her way! It was a great day to spend some time under my favorite tree and read. Guess what!?! I did just that, I sat under my favorite tree in my backyard and I read. Tomorrow morning I am going to have to hit the gym: swim and eliptical, because I slacked off today. I normally either do boot camp (by Billy blanks) and fluidity, or I run and do fluidity. Today I did the half hour boot camp and nothing else. I just felt like sitting outside, so I did.

I want to get back into the habit of swimming 3 x's a week. I love to swim, so I should do it more, it is a great way to exercise (and then I can soak in the hot tub for a few minutes, a great reward).

I just turned in a book review for my counseling class, so that feels good. Unfortunately my happy feelings of completing an assignment are tempered by my worry for my sister. She is pretty sick right now, and I just hate that. I hate knowing she is so sick and not being able to help here. I keep reminding myself that I am praying for her, that others are praying for her. Prayer is not a little thing, but a big thing. Prayer is tapping into the Father's power and asking for His help, and His help is the best help. Yet, it seems so easy, and like I should be doing more. I just have to keep reminding myself: God is in control, God is in control, God is in control.