Today is Monday, July 18th, 2011; Karen's Korner #2111

Several general comments to Friday's Karen's Korner and my meanderings of running in the Iowa Games and sharing my thoughts:  was I sharing a blessing, thankfulness or a feeling of pride?
 
One comment:  "We learn at a young age that we are all blessed. Some in one area; others in another. We need to learn to be 'thankful for all thiings' and share the blessings of what others have which may or may not."
 
Another:  "We are blessed by God. We need to celebrate those blessings whether they are ours, or someone else's."
 
One from Wendy Weidemann: "God has given all of us free will.  It is for all of us to realize that nothing comes to us without coming through him. God doesn’t listen to one prayer or give one blessing at a time. He answers all prayers; but it may not always be the answer that we are hoping for. Winning the lottery vs finding meaningful employment. Healing vs lack or limited suffering. Healthy children vs strength to care for a child with a disability. His blessings are all around us and they are for everyone."

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Now an update from the Iowa Games later on Saturday afternoon. As probably everyone knows, "it is/was HOT!" Driving to Ames, our car thermometer bounced between 86 and 89 degrees. Walking across the black track to get our registration information with our daughter, Jamie, she and I could feel the heat bouncing back to us.

We didn't have participants or others questioning whether we should be there. We only heard, "Drink lots of water!"

Normally, I am not much of a 'sweat-er'. I was entered in the 100, 200, and 400 meter races. Jamie in the 1500, 400, and 200. We ran and did pretty well, when compared to our personal normals and considering the temperature.

The longer we were outside and the more we ran around, it seemed like we didn't notice the HOT!

Did I sweat? Yes, everything I was wearing was wet.

So my 'God-designed' cooling system (and everyone else's) was working. Helping us to be able to cope with adverse weather conditions.

When I crawled back into our van at 7:30 p.m., the temperature was still 91 degrees and the humidity? I don't know - high!

So Jamie and I made a mother-daughter memory, because we chose to and we celebrated another day 'blessed by God!'

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