There’s just one thing left to do: Run.
I’ve geared up.
I’ve been given every reason to run.
For Paul. For Julia. For Melvin. For Deanna.
These feet have logged the miles. (I’ll wear shoes on Sunday, I promise.)
And this Great Big God named Yahweh, the One who pounded the pavement in pursuit of me, He’s got my back.
This Sunday, I will run 13.1 miles. And with each step, I will remember you, my friend. You’ve come alongside me with your prayers, your encouraging words and your financial contributions. Together, this generous community has raised $2,440 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
Together, we run for a cure. I carry your names and your prayers with me. (I’ve scratched the name of each supporter on my water belt.)
This weekend, may each of us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. May we fix our eyes on Jesus. And may we find the pavement-pounding Yahweh in hot pursuit of us! He’s got our backs.