It's 7:17 and I'm slipping on my running shoes about to head out and burn some calories:) I like to run because it keeps me in shape, but ultimately, it's the time alone to talk with God that I so look forward to. This morning, I feel desperate. I have a need to talk with Him in a way that I haven't felt in a long time. Almost like holding your breath under water for too long and your lungs burning to have air released from them, and then filled with crisp, fresh air again. So, while my family sleeps peacefully in the next room...I'm going to tiptoe out the door and get some fresh air in these lungs...