This past March, I found myself in a rare moment, attending a Church service without my Family.  Deep in prayer and reflection, I felt God calling me to tackle a task that I REALLY didn’t want to tackle.  He was calling me to spend more time with him, and to really LISTEN to Him.  I knew just what He wanted me to do. For the past 10 years, I’ve been running 3-4 days a week.  I typically run around 5 miles in the dark of the morning before the rest of my family rises.  It’s during this time that I pray.  I pray for EVERYTHING;  big things, little things, and personal things.  I pray for myself, family, friends, neighbors, and complete strangers.  If you can think of it, I’ve probably prayed for it as I jog.  It’s just how I process things, and it’s just how I DEAL with this crazy world.…