Tag Archives: Grace

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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Grace and the Candy Cabinet

Finally it’s getting a little lighter I think as I take the first sip from my beloved coffee and stare out the kitchen window that faces today’s pink-hued glowing mountains.  I love daylight savings time – and the hope that … Continue reading

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Run to Me

I was overwhelmed with emotion as I left behind the sanctuary of the Coral Ridge Presbyterian Church and stepped into the February Ft. Lauderdale sunshine.  Today’s service with Pastor Tullian Tchividjian brought closure to Liberate Weekend and a conference designed … Continue reading

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Rescue Thee, Rescue Me

I discovered Lana Del Rey at a time when my heart needed a safe place to hide.  I had run until my blistered toes could take no more.  Now, I needed another release.  At the last mile of my 17-mile … Continue reading

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The Runner, the Son, and Grace

My iPhone’s weather app reports that it’s negative 11 degrees and snowy today at 5:02 a.m.  My phone, however, has not revealed anything I don’t already know.  I awoke with an unshakable chill and my coffee doesn’t even feel hot … Continue reading

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Does Suffering Set You Free?

Lately, when I leave the house for my run, a wave of guilt washes over me.  For me, running is a reminder of my freedom – both physically and mentally.  Today, I am fortunate.  Today I can run because I … Continue reading

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Running from the Ruin

I act like I’m intently setting my running watch, but I’m actually looking over at my neighbor’s house.  It’s the sad house.  That’s what Keegan calls it and I understand why.  Its windows are dark and lifeless, while the front … Continue reading

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