Our Mistress of Ceremonies for the Five Minute Friday is Kate over at Heading Home. Hope you link up with us and join the fun.
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Something or someone who is dear is beloved and held in high esteem. I often wonder how that status is earned. A woman can be runway model beautiful yet no one values her any more than a $2.00 watch. A man can have tremendous success and rugged good looks, yet his lack of worth drives him to take his own life. What gives?
I have wondered how I will ever be "dear" to anyone. Those terms of endearment are reserved for the romantically involved, the great mom, the passionate lover. Where shall I find such love outside of those places?
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After chasing the moon at dusk last night, I could barely raise the window shades this morning. I slept well, but apparently, not long enough. I was greeted to this sight outside my window...
A cloudy sky with just a peek of sunshine. That is how I felt. After an hour's snooze, a cup of coffee, and two Ibuprofens, I made myself go to the gym. My plan was to do one mile. Fourteen laps is all I thought I could drag myself through. When I finished, this was my lap count.
I am thankful for those five miles. It's not the number of miles; I've walked that many before. It's that God graced me with the push to keep going. By the end, if my feet hadn't been hurting, I would have gone at least one more mile (I need new shoes). That's a first. Today was a breakthrough for me.
Loved your thoughts on the word, dear. It made me think that there are just a few people whom I refer to as dear. Some of those people however, are my friends. The ones who have broken down walls and truly become dear to me. As a current food addict and one who needs to be beginning a journey to health - I am proud of you. I am proud of what you are doing and that you are sharing it. You have my prayers, and though you can't hear it - my cheers. You are dear, no doubt. Dear to Jesus and dear to those of us on a similar journey. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kelli. You can do this. Let me know how you're doing.
Deletesometimes we re surprised by who thinks we are dear. sometimes we have to cultivate it. :)
ReplyDeleteWell, yes. My point was how does one who is single cultivate that kind of love and care. I've not seen it happen.
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