This one hits close to home. I’m a runner. I ran competitive cross-country and track from 7th grade all the way until a few years ago in college. These days I go out for the freedom in the sport–being outside with my dog, loving the nature around me and pushing my body to its limit.
Running has always been a friendly sport, one where you can go for one run with a person, and suddenly know more about them than you could in six weeks of hanging out. Races are filled with cheering fans and teammates, and sometimes that’s the only thing that keeps you going through all the pain.
The Boston Marathon especially is a cheerful, exciting atmosphere of people who all love doing the same thing. Most of the runners have spent years training to get there and qualify, some even their whole lives. The running community is built on perseverance, support and love. To see it attacked like this is heartbreaking.
As we try to understand what happened, the only thing we can know is that the world is messed up without Jesus. He is the only one who can save us.
“Grace to you and peace from God the Father and our Lord Jesus Christ, who gave Himself for our sins to rescue us from this present evil age, according to the will of our God and Father. To whom be the glory forever and ever. Amen.” Galatians 1:3-5
So today, I am going to keep running, even though it will be with a heavy heart, keeping everyone who was involved in my prayers.
“Haven’t I commanded you: be strong and courageous? Do not be afraid or discouraged, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9