Yesterday I was out running and had a revolutionary thought:
God has never miraculously taken hold of my body and moved it from couch to pavement.
I know. This is the kind of insight you come here for.
But really, my legs have never started moving of their own volition and ushered me out the door into a successful workout. And all of the praying in the world hasn’t given me a single serving of abs, let alone a 6-pack.
This doesn’t come as a surprise. I know that God is not likely to look down from heaven, shout “Be … Continue reading