Running in a foreign land

Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.                                     I am in a foreign country, distance running, pushing myself, hoping to better my time.

I am a stranger among people whose tongue I do not know, finding my way in a land I don't know.

As I press on, pushing hard, I think of the Apostle Paul traveling the Mediterranean,

spreading his good news to people whose tongue he doesn't know, finding a way to communicate.

I'm tired, my legs ache, but I run on.  I think of my breathing, my pace, my goal, my focus, my desire.

I fight the urge to back off, stick with my resolve to improve, and go on, always onward,

keeping in mind my purpose, the course I will finish: to be kind, to be kind.

                    Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve

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