Strong Legs, Weak Arms

Today on my run, the Lord reminded me of something true about my physique. I have strong legs but weak arms. As I thought about that, I realized how very true this was of my soul too. Thinking back on some traumatic moments in my life, I did not fight back with fists, but escaped by running.

And yet in the midst of that thought, I think God wants me to strengthen my arms for the fight. I don’t know what battles will come forward beyond this moment. But I do know that running away from things is not always the best remedy.

So if you see me doing push ups, you’ll know why.

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