|After finishing the|
2011 Iron Horse Half...
|... and then in 2012.|
What a difference a year makes.
Ahhhh... we're getting warmer.
So what's the problem? What's wrong with a person's mind that prompts them to lace up a pair of shoes that cost more than a prom dress and run 26 miles, 385 yards?
Marathoners aren't satisfied. Getting by isn't enough for us. We want to go farther. The places we've already been just don't fulfill us. We want to to go where we've never been before. No matter what we've achieved or praise we've received, there's still something missing. Marathoners don't want things handed to them. We recognize that life is full of blessings and gifts. The sun and the rain. Feet that can carry us. Friends who support us. But there is something in them that can only feel fulfilled by something they had to go out and earn.
|The face of triumph?|
|Where am I? What's my name?|
Why can't I feel my legs?
Remember the story of Saul of Tarsus? The guy who came to write over half of the Christian Scriptures and is called St. Paul? Paul was struck blind on the road to Damascus where Jesus gave him his vocation: his calling. Paul became the Apostle to the Gentiles... the witness who testified to the world outside of Israel about the loving power of Christ. I have always identified very strongly with Paul. I am also a witness. I am God's Apostle to the Nation of Survivors. I have been called to serve Christ's gospel of love and endurance and life to the people who know resurrection from the inside out. The suicidal. The addicted. The chronically ill.
I have been called to preach, and the Marathon is my sermon.
|Post-race prayers for the Five|
|Life: The gift of God for the|
People of God
Mental illness can't do it.
Losing your job, your savings, your house;
Nothing can keep us from living unless we allow it.
What does it mean to live strong? Not that you always win. Not that you never fail. Not that you are better than other people, or worthy of praise. I know myself better than you do, and I'm less worthy than anyone. But living strong means never ever ever giving up. Living strong means fighting for your life until the very end.
It means living as if there is something more important than comfort and and safety.
|Pennsy, Coach Chelsea, and Darlene:|
It means living as if "surviving" just isn't enough.
The Marathon is my sermon, and it's message is this. You can achieve your dream. You can be more than the world tells you you can be - more than you can even believe yourself. You are stronger and braver and more inspiring than you have ever imagined and if a suicidal, bipolar, cancer ridden, blood clot filled, failed salesman, small-time actor, big time egotist, 400 pound Fat Man can run a damn Marathon, then you can do the amazing things that you were created to do, too.
|Never, ever, ever give up.|
The ones who give up? They all die.
Cancer can kill us, but it can never defeat us... nothing can... if we live strong.