Crossfit and Jesus
To say this week has been frustrating so far would be an understatement. Its early Thursday morning and I've already had the P'Pool in me tested way too many times. If you don't know what that means then consider yourself lucky. (Joking...a little) My maiden name is P'Pool. My dad, his 5 brothers, and my Daddy Pool all have a very direct way of letting you know when you tick them off. Now don't get me wrong, or think we're just a bunch of mean people but when people are testing my nerves I want to give them an H.C. P'Pool cussin'. (Do I sound country yet?) But, I don't because it's so heavy on my heart to let them see Jesus in me. Kindness goes a long way and despite the very southern way I was raised I don't go around cursing at people. Anyhow, I have been praying very hard lately for Him to give me the strength to deal with difficult people, situations and the strength to get through another anniversary of Madux's ac