In sha la

You know, good things just happen sometimes.

I was just thinking yesterday that my running shoes are getting a little bit old (I bought them August a year ago) and even was shopping for some new shoes on line. Then I got busy and didn't order any.

Last night while walking back to my CHU (Collapsible Housing Unit), I threw some trash in a garbage can. Right there at the bottom of the can I noticed a new pair of shoes. I picked them up and looked them over, they were my size, had not been worn and were a pretty nice pair of Nike running shoes. I walked away at first, then turned and thought, "What the hell." I went back and rescued them from the trash.

I ran in them today and they are great. What a find!

When soldiers are leaving Iraq they throw out everything in order to lighten the load. I guess someone just couldn't fit the shoes in their duffel bag. All I have to say about that is, "Thanks for the shoes. I hope you have a great trip home."

My Arabic friends are always telling me, "In sha la (if it is God's will). A good way to view life I suppose. My take on this discovery is, I guess he wants me to run. So I do.