On Monday nights
I usually work out with a group of friends.
But tonight, it was rainy and two of my friends weren’t feeling well, so it was canceled.
I already had my workout clothes on so I decided to go for a rainy, almost-in-the-dark run.
While I enjoy running with a friend, I also love a good put-my-headphones-in, crank-my-ipod-up, run by myself.
I always use the same playlist when I run…it’s a mix of praise and worship (mostly) and a lot of the songs have some good beat because that makes me run faster.
(At least I tell myself that. :)) And I leave
it on shuffle, so I never know which song will be next…from my list of 100 or so songs.
Tonight I started running, and I was feeling pretty blah. It rained most of the day, it’s been an emotional weekend, and I spent a good part of the day either at the doctor with Mae or waiting (too long) for a prescription to be filled.
The first song that played was one that, to be honest, I usually skip when I hear it start. I’m not even sure how it ended up on my playlist…kind of random.
But I love how random to me is planned to God.
Here are the words.