Category Archives: Finding Faith

No One Can Love a Stone

On this day, I call myself the Ragamuffin Runner – desperate to make sense of the mess one mile at a time. But only a few years ago, I would never have outwardly admitted that I am “burnt-out, bedraggled, and … Continue reading

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My Protector Wore a Hat to Church

I woke up smiling today. Oh, how I wish I could have gone back to sleep so I could spend more time with her. The dream was so real. I was my age now, but she was still the age … Continue reading

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In the Gaps

“How are things now that you’re back from your trip?” I asked a good friend after our work day ended.  This friend has a demanding executive-level job, supports a family of six, and recently returned from a much-needed vacation.  “With … Continue reading

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Monkey Mind

“Mom, you call yourself a Christian, but honestly, I really think you’re more of a Buddhist.” I recall this comment from my 18-year old son and smile to myself as I’m stretching mindlessly in the parking lot – leaning up … Continue reading

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The End of the Line

Here is where the sidewalk ends.  “It’s not passable this time,” I think as I stop short at the edge of the water at about mile three of my regular seven-mile loop that takes me through the state park and … Continue reading

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Are You My Mother?

It’s been raining for a week straight in Colorado.  With its 300 days of sunshine a year, this surely must mean the beginning of the apocalypse.  As I sip my coffee and mindlessly caress the top of my dog’s head, … Continue reading

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The Law of Running

Sometimes the run shows us just how human we really are. The sound of my alarm startles me awake at 5:30 a.m. I’m confused.  What day is it? Ah, yes, it’s Sunday.  Today is my last 22-miler before the 2015 … Continue reading

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I Believe. Please Help My Unbelief

The sun is slowly welcoming me with its orange glow illuminating the silhouette of an old clipper ship.   The splendor of these glorious moments is not lost on me.  I still find it all so awe-inspiring.  On this March morning, … Continue reading

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Jesus is My Valentine

Everything is frozen.  The dirt beneath my feet.  The scrub oak at my ankles.  The air I’m exhaling from my mouth.  I realize I’m running much too fast for the workout that’s scheduled, but I cannot help myself.  I am … Continue reading

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Love Like Snowball

Love.  I wanted it.  I needed it.  I was starved for it.  I was a five.  This is the thought that grips my heart as I step outside into the cold, locking the front door behind me.  Because today is … Continue reading

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