Sunday, July 27, 2014


From Kay Warren:

Please don’t ever tell someone to be grateful for what they have left until they’ve had a chance to mourn what they’ve lost. It will take longer than you think is reasonable, rational or even right. But that’s ok. True friends – unlike Job’s sorry excuse for friends – love at all times, and brothers and sisters are born to help in time of need (Prov. 17:17 LB).The truest friends and “helpers” are those who wait for the griever to emerge from the darkness that swallowed them alive without growing afraid, anxious or impatient. They don’t pressure their friend to be the old familiar person they’re used to; they’re willing to accept that things are different, embrace the now-scarred one they love, and are confident that their compassionate, non-demanding presence is the surest expression of God’s mercy to their suffering friend. They’re ok with messy and slow and few answers….and they never say “Move on.”

Monday, July 21, 2014

Last year.

Tears begin to form when I think about where I was last year.

My heart aches when I think about last year.
I catch my breath when I think about where I was last year.
It's a place I never want to visit again.
It's a pit I never want to find myself in again.
It's a darkness that I never want to experience again.

But this I know: 

If I find myself there again, He is mighty to save.

He's done it before. He would do it again. And again. And again.

Friday, July 18, 2014

The one when I ran 7 miles

I remember the first time I ran 7 miles.

I was in Tallahassee, Florida. I was training for my half marathon to take place in June. The year was 2012.

It was a big deal. I'd never run that far before. Never. When I finished, I remember feeling elated. I remember thinking to myself "I JUST RAN 7 MILES!" I went to Panera after and got a bagel. I went home, ate my bagel, and iced my knees.

I'll be running 7 miles tomorrow. I love that 7 miles doesn't scare me this time around. I love that I know I can do it. I'm not so cocky to think it will be easy or that the run will be a good run. I still have days in which my run is hard.

But tomorrow, I'll run 7 miles and think about 2012 when I did it for the first time. I'll remember not to forget the feeling. I'll remember that 7 miles is a big deal.

The one about moving to a new city

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