Author Archives: Callie Skokos

A Marathon of Grace

My Nana is sitting beside me.  For some reason, she’s handing me my phone.  Her smile exudes the same love I remember it to be – honest and devout and unconditional.  I’m just about to take her hand in mine … Continue reading

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The Best of Faith

I wish everyone could feel the way I feel right now.  I have been out on the road now for less than ten minutes and already I feel a certain peace.  My legs feel light and my breathing is completely … Continue reading

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Seeing the Perfect in the Imperfect

Nothing about this race feels right, I think as I hug my knees and wrestle with the massive trash bag that is serving more as a sail than a blanket in the 30 mile per hour wind.  It’s November 2 … Continue reading

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A Long Run Prayer for Rebekah

I look up at the night’s sky and I’m breathless.  While it’s only 42 degrees on this first weekend of October, I feel wrapped in a blanket woven with tiny lights.  The stars seem so close to the Earth and … Continue reading

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To Be Known, Loved, and Wanted As I Really Am

Maybe it’s because I’m running on a cold early-September morning, but my legs feel like lead weights completely incapable of propelling the rest of my body forward.  I’m trying to get into a rhythm when it occurs to me that … Continue reading

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Running on Heart, Saved by Grace

The changing of the seasons is chasing me down this morning as I breathe in the cool air and run my first mile in near darkness.  It’s so quiet and still in the neighborhood, and I can actually hear my … Continue reading

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The Teddy Bear, the Unbeliever, and the Holy Spirit

McKenna kisses the fabric heart and whispers, “I know this bear will help you heal. We all just need a little love.” Then, she tucks the heart into the stuffing of the teddy bear’s body and looks at me with … Continue reading

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This Mess

The howling wind through my open window found its way into my dreams this morning.  I awoke with the harsh realization that what I thought were crashing waves on a Tahitian beach was merely an obnoxious vortex of fast moving … Continue reading

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Last Rites and Hill Repeats

It’s Friday.  Friday is supposed to be my rest day from running and training.  It’s supposed to be the day I sleep a little longer and spend a bit more time with my coffee and my laptop before the kids … Continue reading

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The Ragamuffin Runner

I’ve got a new running coach these days.  Now, instead of paying homage to a tattered and highlighted paper schedule hanging dutifully on my refrigerator, I’ve progressed into the twenty-first century with a cyber-coach.  “Good morning Runcoach,” I say as … Continue reading

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