My hoodie covers most of my face so I can stay focused. Trying to steady my breathing and keep the momentum going at the same time. The sweat keeps stinging my eyes and my arms cramp when I attempt to wipe them. I can feel every microfiber tear in my chest and arms from every last set and repetition, but I need to keep going. If I pause too long I will lose my focus and drive. Keep pushing for that final victory. A small crowd of people have gathered around me but I try to avoid them, keeping my eyes fixed on the floor or weights. I’m not here for them, Im here to push myself to the limits and see just what God has given me. I lie down on the bench and fix my hands in their perfect placement. I take my last breath before taking the weight off of the rack. Guiding it down ever so slowly to feel the negative rep. I push with all my might, trying to keep it steady. I’m about halfway up now my arms are shaking so badly and that I can barely keep them inline. My spotter sees me struggling, and grabs the bar to assist. Thank God that he is there to lighten this heavy load. I wasn’t able to take this leap yet, but the willingness to try was in me and that makes me proud. You never know what you can do until you try. Its always nice to know however that you have someone in your corner pushing you and guiding you to victory. God will never give you more than you can handle.
God is my spotter
Published by Matthew, Karen, and God
Karen Guthrie, a retired Bank Manager, Vice President, and Matthew Moore, who works in construction, are members of the same church. In March 2014, they both joined the Oakdale Rescue Mission Board of Directors. They started sharing their stories with one another on how God has greatly impacted their lives. View more posts