Crazy Love.


This sentence found me today in a letter. It was from someone who is leaving. "Let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith.” (Hebrews 12:1-2)

Quite timely. I think we are all leaving something.

So I tried something new on the date of birth...moving miles for years. Because I am pretty thankful to be alive. And thankful for beauty and rest and something better to believe than commercials. Thankful to be loved without doing...anything. So I swam a little, biked a little, ran a little. And now I'm planning to take it easy and celebrate a little.

I'm glad I don't have to perfect myself. I have nothing important to say, just kind of sunburnt and full of endorphins. Which is not a bad place to be.

And this is the pictorial confirmation: 26 birthday miles by land ( 16 B, 10 R). Plus 1.2 miles by sea...pool. This watch is retro and doesn't work in the water, but that part happened. Promise.

Today has been quick and curious and playful and strong. And brilliantly sunny. This might be my last birthday in St. Louis, might not be, but whatever it is, faith leads us on.

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