I have never run a marathon. I have trained for a marathon a few times. One year I was up to twenty miles in my training runs. I could have finished a marathon that year but I did not compete. Now, at least for now, I have slowed to a walk. But when the Monday of the Boston Marathon comes my heart always feels a quickening thrill. It stirs me to see the great human effort.
No matter what my pace I am going to keep moving and be as healthy as I can be to be used of God here on earth as long as He allows. Every morning I start again to walk, to eat what is good for me. I won’t be competing on the Boston Marathon, but I can get out of the chair. I can eat less food. I can eat better food, especially better food. I can keep moving forward.
April 18, 2016