I'm thinking about doing this run in June: Fairfield Road Races in Connecticut. It's a half marathon, so it's three more miles than I ran last weekend.
My friend, Jennifer, who talked me into running the 10 miler and was my cheerleader as I trained, told me about it. She's from the area and has done the run. Apparently, it's not too hot (despite being in June) and is beautiful. Plus, we're about 45 minutes from NYC. So, there are talks of visiting the city before race day. We'll see.
I've collected come poems and verses that you all have sent me in support of what I'm going through with Mike. I've decided to document them here in case I should reference them again.
Why did he write to her
'I can not live without you?'
And why did she write to him
'I can not live with out you?'
For he went east, and she went west,
and they both lived.
-Carl Sandburg
And another...
I loved you once with all my heart
And in that time I knew
Whatever else my life might hold
I would remember you.
And a verse that mom shared with me while I stood in my heat (on race day) and waited for the "go" to be shouted:
"But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint." - Isaiah 40:31
I meditated on that verse a lot while I was running. There is no doubt that my strength to finish came from God. My body was weak, my spirit was low, and my emotions high.
I've also been encouraged by John 15 & 16. I know that He is pruning me. I've heard His voice as he's spoken through others and confirmed my own thoughts. If I'm to bear fruit, I know this is part of the process. And wow... I'm surviving. Can't wait to see what's ahead.
3 comments:
My prayers have been with you. Now I see He has answered, just as He aways does...I LOVE YOU GIRL! Dean
this is what I read, re-read, and consider at times when I hit rock bottom or have been in a world of hurt... wanted to share with you...
"There is a brokenness out which comes the unbroken,
A shatteredness out of which blooms the unshatterable.
There is a sorrow beyond all grief which leads to joy and a fragility out of whose depths emerges strength.
There is a hollow space too vast for words through which we pass with each loss, out of whose darkness we are sanctioned into being.
There is a cry deeper than all sound whose serrated edges cut the heart as we break open to the place inside which is unbreakable and whole, while learning to sing."
~Rashani
I like that very last sentence you wrote,
"I can't wait to see what lies ahead." Me too!xoxo
Jeremiah 29:11
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