When I was growing up there was a cartoon called "Roadrunner". Roadrunner was always being chased by Wile E Coyote, who never caught him (There's a blog in that, I'm sure: about chasing what we cannot catch. Another time, perhaps).
The song for "Roadrunner" had this one line: "Running down the road is his idea of having fun..."
I thought about that this week, after I had gone for a 20 minute 'run' (I'm being generous to myself: but stagger sounds so... old). As I stood at the door, panting and puffing, I savoured each breath. Somehow, my lungs could almost taste the air as I drew it in, and I could feel every breath as I took it.
It was simple. It was exhilarating. It was magic. It had been a while since I last felt so 'alive'.
Simple, innocent pleasures. God created so many of them that we can do and still be in His will. Yet each day, the world crowds onto us more and more overwhelming sensations: sensations that drown out the way we are meant to feel and connect with creation.
Why not find one of those innocent pleasures, and give yourself over to it for a time today. As for me, I'm looking forward to running again tomorrow.
To quote Roadrunner: "Beep, beep".
