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Year Three, Day 95: Different, But Not Suffering





I went to the gym yesterday! I had a short, but intense arm workout. I can feel the burn today. I am enjoying it!

My energy and strength has increased since I have cleaned up my diet, and gotten rid of my wheezy cough.

And I am not suffering with this eating plan. Look at my breakfast!


I hope my good health continues when I am done with this course of Prednisone!

I had a good hoop workout this morning. Short, but good. Never enough time. But I guess it is good to want more, rather than watch the clock and wish it was over!

Good motto for life, that is!

Today, I plan on going to the gym after my afternoon students. The hot tub was being cleaned yesterday. I plan on doing some cardio and then getting in a nice soak!

Meeting a friend at the food carts for lunch. Interesting, I am not even afraid of food carts anymore!  I trust that I can make healthy food choices!

Hooray!

As I type this, my ear picks up a song on the radio. My brain zeroes in on the lyrics. I often just hear the music - the melody, the harmony, the instruments.  But the word "different" popped out. I paused typing and let the song wash over me.

It is called "Different" by Micah Tyler. I heard it on K-Love this morning.  I love these lyrics.  I think I am going to print them and carry them with me:


                                                               "Different"
                                                          by Kyle Lee and Micah Tyler
I don't wanna hear anymore, teach me to listen
I don't wanna see anymore, give me a vision
That you could move this heart, to be set apart
I don't need to recognize the man in the mirror
And I don't wanna trade Your plan for something familiar
I can't waste a day, I can't stay the same

 I wanna be different
I wanna be changed
'Til all of me is gone
And all that remains
Is a fire so bright
The whole world can see
That there's something different
So come and be different
In me

 And I dont wanna spend my life stuck in a pattern
And I don't wanna gain this world but lose what matters
And so I'm giving up everything because

 I wanna be different
I wanna be changed
'Til all of me is gone
And all that remains
Is a fire so bright
The whole world can see
That there's something different
So come and be different, oh

 I know, that I am far from perfect
But through You, the cross still says I'm worth it
So take this beating in my heart and
Come and finish what You started
When they see me, let them see You
'Cause I just wanna be different, yea

 I wanna be different
I wanna be changed
'Til all of me is gone
And all that remains
Oh is a fire so bright
The whole world can see
That there's something different
So come and be different
I just wanna be different
So could You be different
In me


Funny, I was such a shy, insecure child. I always felt "different". I was often picked on, made fun of and/or excluded. How I longed to be "normal" and popular!

But now that I am older, I want to be different.  I want to walk the path of light and truth. To follow Jesus, and not be swayed by things of this world.

How things change!

 
Speaking of different, my daughter is officially 9 months pregnant!

I cannot wait to meet this precious baby girl!

I am at the library. Just had a lovely lunch with my friend. At the food cart!  I had a bunless cheeseburger and unsweetened iced tea.

Not suffering at all!

On that note, I wish you a lovely Tuesday.

Talk to you tomorrow!

Peace and love and blessings,

Zita

p.s. This is my 61st day of daily hooping...here is a video excerpt:


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