After comfortably conforming myself to jogging in groups for the past weeks, I decided to run by myself this morning. No offense to my jogging buddies, but I figure I needed the solitude so I can catch up and speak to God (like I used to) as I run. "Huh? You talk to Him as you jog? Shouldn’t you be still and at rest as you pray?" I should be… right? I should be sitting or kneeling in the comfort of my room away from "the world without."

Sorry but I’m gon’ hafta disagree. In fact, just being my room is the complete opposite of peace and tranquility. Have you ever been in there? Man, I have tons of distraction that’ll easily turn heads, like how guys foolishly get caught up when seeing a foxy lady in the street. In my case, my computer is mainly the deterrence, not to mention, my soft comfy bed where I’d spend both my countless hours passing out on.

Running solo in the park is my temporary escape from this world (and from my room ). It’s also my way of offering my body to Him, like an act to strengthen and also cleanse the temple for the Holy Spirit to dwell in. I fully dedicate myself past my own boundaries to glorify God, and as a sincere "thank you" just for blessing me with another day to live for Him.

You can say it’s my own personal way of praying. After all, there is no wrong way to pray as long as it comes deep from the heart. Right?

Thank you Father for giving me strength each day I run for You, for everything I do, I do it in Your glory.