God's faithfulness proved over and over again

3 weeks out from living the promises of God. Isn't it fascinating? In due time you stand in the

present of the presence of God's calling-

In the beginning of September I decided to set a date for my 30 mile ULTRA marathon. Only 2 weeks into training I was diagnosed with Hamstring tendinitis; it put me out for 2 weeks

and discouraged me from being able to run my ULTRA before I moved to New Zealand. Although, being my determined self, I wrote out a training plan which gave me 6 weeks to train and run my race by the 2nd week of December. About 3 weeks into training, on November 19th, I did my distance push of 20 miles. In all honesty I was dreading it, but I had my mind set to suck it up and just run it-get it over with.

That day the forecast predicted rain by 3pm which meant I had plenty of time to run in the morning. Come mile 11 I was blessed with a light drizzle which by mile 13 turned into a horrible downpour. I was stuck running in the pouring rain for 8 miles with 3 pairs of compression socks on and soaking wet HEAVY running shoes. I was stubborn and pushed myself to just finish the dumb run-although, I felt rather proud of the fact I finished 20 miles in such horrendous conditions and with a decent time.

That night my feet felt rather sore which progressed to not being able to stand or walk. I continued to work 6 hour shifts for the next four days on my feet. By the fourth day, my boss had me sit down at the register because the pain was unbearable. That night I went to Urgent Care, and I got 3 days off of work approved by the doctor. The visit was unhelpful- she said I probably had tendinitis. The next three days I proceeded with RICE (rest, ice, compress, and elevate). That coming Wednesday I came into work still unable to stand. My boss sent me home after 2 hours, and I ended up on my bathroom floor crying and crying out to God for healing. I went to the chiropractor a couple hours later and was told that I just over did it...REALLY over did it this time. He said I had the perfect combination of weak ankles and blocked nerve impulses being sent to my feet via a huge knot in my thoracic spine.

The next 5 days I was on bed rest; I resided in a wheelchair.

On the fifth day a close family friend drove me to her friend who was an Athletic Trainer at Ramona High School. He assessed my feet and expressed the seriousness and danger of wearing too much compression on the feet. He explained how since the shoes were so tight, the blood had no where to go in my feet.

My right foot showed proof of an ankle sprain and my left of a mid-foot strain. For the next four days I received FREE physical therapy: e-stim, exercises, and essential oils with soaking in highly ionized alkaline water.

Basically, the 20 miles, 3 pairs of compression socks, weather conditions, and increased weekly mileage of 30-40% did me in. I have been injured almost three weeks now- and still struggling to stand and walk without pain.

God slowed me down. I have been going non-stop for months-even years. And now I am about to move to another country and got full speed again.

I had been anxious and stressed that I wouldn't be able to move to NZ with these conditions. How can I when I can't even walk from my bed to the bathroom? I had many many many wonderful people around me praying and encouraging me. And let me tell you something... I will NOT limit my God. I will NOT limit God's ability to heal me with ample time to do the things I love before I move away form my home for 2 years. Feet or no feet, God is my strength; He carries me. God called me strong and I am strong-apart from a wheelchair or confined to one.

The enemy will come and attack your faith and whether or not you hear God's voice correctly when you're approaching what God has called you to do/go. And I say NO to the plans of the enemy! This was God's dream. He told me NZ2020. He set up a place, a home, in NZ for me. This move has been 2 years in the waiting and in 3 weeks I am MOVING!

I will RUN, SKIP, HOP, and JUMP onto that plane.

I can say in humility now that I did NOT include God in the ULTRA; I wanted to run it completely in my own strength and for my own pride and glorification to not just be a marathon runner-but an ULTRA marathon runner (**read My Marathon Blog).

God provided a free wheelchair, free physical therapy, three Christian doctors, and a Christian boss that has been more than gracious with time off. Even in the pain God has been so wonderful to make sure I have everything I need. I am so so so thankful for this time. Challenging though it has been, I wouldn't trade these past weeks for the world. I needed this time for rest-I haven't rested like this EVER in my life. What a beautiful thing this rest has been.

Your prayers are appreciated as I move into this next season!

Please message me if you have any questions, comments, or want more info on what I will be doing in New Zealand!