A New Reason to Run.


The depth of the sorrow, the confusion. It can be thick like mud, like wet concrete. No words to explain, silence loud like a siren. The unanswered questions, the unknown reasons. We stand in the wake of destruction, left to pick up the pieces.

The magnitude of someone standing beside in such an overwhelming situation can speak volumes without words even being necessary. The longing and aching that someone was standing there filling the void.

For the last year of my life I have built up every excuse not to get out and run. Not to hear the air between my shoes and the pavement. The thud every time it hits. The rhythm of my breathing. Every selfish excuse. Today I realized how unbelievably selfish and lazy I have been. My shoes may be there unused, but I have been foolish to think I can just run tomorrow. Today someone went to do what they loved most. Trained for. Planned for. Went for. Never again. So unbelievably selfish of me.

Today I have a new reason to run. I have everything I need. Daily, I want more. More me, less of You. Forgiveness rages in like a flood. I’m covered, covered, covered by grace again. How many more agains? How much further? How much longer? How much higher?

Ephesians 3:14,20 (MSG)
My response is to get down on my knees before the Father, this magnificent Father who parcels out all heaven and earth. I ask him to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute strength but a glorious inner strength—that Christ will live in you as you open the door and invite him in. And I ask him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you’ll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God. [20] God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.

Endless. It is absolutely and vastly endless.

My heart breaks for Boston. I wish i could be there and stand beside you. But for those who can’t, I will run. 8-11-13


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