To Intervene is Divine.

Hello everyone! Hated that I missed you all on Saturday, but did run one for you on Sunday.
My calf is still hurting for some reason. I stretched but who knows?
I have noticed something about myself this weekend that I'm sure I was aware of, but either chose to ignore or never noticed it in the mirror, so-to-speak. I am always wanting what I can't have. I'll explain:

Met a guy. hit it off. 6'3", handsome, muscles, good hygiene....Married! Damn.

Was thinking of getting out of the Navy. My Lieutenant fudged my tape measure stats so I wouldn't be a 'fat-body' and fail the fitness test. Aahh, two more years to go.

Straight hair. Never had it, always wanted it.

It finally hit me this morning that all of these things can be summed up in one phrase:
Divine Intervention.

That wonderful hunk of masculinity was never meant to be mine, but he just might be a teaser for what I may have coming to me in the future. Cross your fingers.
Me wanting to get out of the Navy, temporary anxiety. There are lessons to be learned that I know God wants me to complete before I can move on, so no more complaining.
And the hair... not just anyone can do curly hair. Only the chosen few are blessed. So don't be surprised when you see me with my locks flowing in the breeze. Hopefully there won't be gale winds spreading it from here to high heaven that day.

I realize, I don't have it bad at all. Everything is as it is suppose to be, right now. So you're lesson for this week: Take stock of what you have. If it is useless to your better health and goals, chuck it. Be thankful for everything else and know in good time, with faith, you will have all that you need when you need it. It may not look they way you expected it to - like my 6'3" adonis will probably be 5'7" and stout - but it'll be exactly what you need.
God Bless.