Five hours in, and I'm definitely worn out. The good news, though, is that there's nothing left today but study and cleaning. This is the most I've done before 10:00 in a few years, I'm sure.
I had the opportunity this morning to pray for our brothers and sisters in Mali, a sub-Saharan country in west Africa. While the government there is much less hostile to Christians than some of their northern neighbors, it's still difficult for believers in most of the rural areas. Those who convert face persecution from their families, as well as from some of the local leaders. An Imam stated in 2010 on the government's TV station that any Christian who proselytizes should have his arm cut off. Again, the government itself isn't very hostile, but believers still need our prayers there.
Workout this morning was tough, because I didn't have work today. I put some of the blame on the YMCA for putting the word "triathlon" into my head--running, biking, and swimming in quick succession isn't something the average weakling should do. Something about having to wait ten minutes afterwards before I could stand again tells me I pushed too hard, but at least now I have a goal. I did 1k running, 3k biking, and 250m swimming. Not a lot, but I didn't pace myself the first 100m of swimming and came much too close to passing out when it was over. Mistake? Definitely. Learned from it? You bet.
Went shopping, too; Friday will be shopping day. Still have to slice the pineapple--which will involve cleaning the kitchen first. And...it looks like the baby is ready to start. I best go help her before she climbs on the dishwasher door and breaks it off. Thanks for reading!
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