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Second Wind

During my "power-walk" workout this morning - I had an epiphany. I had reached that point - you know that point I'm talking about - where I was struggling. My heart was pumping, my lungs were on fire, my leg muscles were screaming... but I KNEW that if I just kept up the pace - in just a few minutes - I'd catch my second wind! And then, after that second wind, I knew I'd be fine - I would even be able to speed up a bit.
        So this is what I learned... in that eclipse of weakness and strength... about that second wind.

That burst of energy and lung expansion would not come - could not come, 
until I had reached my physical limits. 

          I could picture my self - just a few months ago - sitting in my recliner, tired and drained after a busy day, thinking of all the things still left to do. I remember thinking, "I'll just sit here until I catch my second wind, then I'll get up and get at it." However, I honestly DON'T remember ever "getting at it" or getting that second wind.
          You see, you won't catch that second wind sitting on the couch. It only comes when you've exhausted your own energies and capabilities.
          I felt God speaking to me as the surge of fresh air purged my lungs, and new strength energized my workout. The physical is a parallel of the spiritual. If I will expend myself - He will flow into me and breathe fresh life into my spirit. But as long as I am full of my own power and my own strength, I will never catch that splendid second wind. Oh, how I need that burst of strength and power in my life.

Isaiah 40:31
But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; 
they shall mount up with wings as eagles; 
they shall run, and not be weary
and they shall walk, and not faint

Comments

Stephanie Hutton said…
Thanks for sharing! Great thought. I guess you're excercising at the beach instead of just sitting around :) Love ya! Stephanie

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