Yesterday I postponed my run until afternoon. Normally, I don’t wear my hearing aids when running. I put them on just before leaving for work. If I’m alone on my day off I don’t use them at all. The truth is I’m comfortable being partially deaf. The urgent sound of freeway traffic intrudes into my…
Author: lanibogart
The Beautiful Burden
Another painting by our daughter, Xhiv. This one was sold to our dear friends Aaron and Marian Thompson. I like so many things about this painting; the vibrant colors, fresh flowers, the weathered face of a woman who seems to be praying her work. The title intrigues me as well; The Beautiful Burden. It invites me…
It’s Not My Story
I breathe a prayer, “Lord, let me glimpse your Love and I shall not stray from your path.” Only a moment later God’s word penetrates my scattered thoughts and into my heart. “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life.” Psalm 23:6 I am the object, not the subject of…
Such Wondrous Love
Today I contemplate this image of the Forgiving Father. Our artist daughter made it for a friend who commissioned the painting last year. The mingled grief and love in the Father’s eyes draw my thoughts to God’s unrelenting love; a love that grieves at solitary suffering, and rejoices to hold his child in his arms….
The Tree Swing
I decide to go for a run while I await my husband’s arrival with the phone charger, toothbrush, and medicine I forgot to pack for the retreat. Yes, I really did forget those three essentials. It’s humbling to be married to a man who never forgets essentials, yet happily comes to my rescue. My eyes…
Taking Running Thoughts Captive
My thoughts make a difference. When I concentrate on the beauty around me; plants, flowers, clouds or hues of blue in the sky, my heart fills with gratitude. The effort of lifting stocky legs is diminished, momentarily forgotten. When I watch the clock or track my distance my thoughts get mired in how am I…
Surprised by Running
I had no idea that it was possible for an old lady, (born in 1956) like me who hasn’t run since 6th grade to enjoy running. But, amazingly, I do! Running is one of the best gifts I’ve received from God lately. He used my friend Michelle to coax me into it. “Come on ….