I had been meaning to post this for a while and finally getting around to it. While in PA visiting my family over the 4th of July, Christina and I spent the night with my brother Brett and his wife Malissa. The next morning we convinced Brett, Malissa, and their son Chris to join us at a local 3 Mile race. Here we are before the start:
Chris, Christina, and I entered the run in the "family division" - where teams are made up of at least 3 relatives and the 3 fastest times are averaged to determine the winner. Although far from the fastest overall times, our team won the family division.
My wife ended up coming in 1st in her age group and my brother ended up coming in 2nd in his age group for the walk division. I ended up 3rd in my age group...but the awards only went 2 deep. The following photo shows my deflated feeling of both my wife and my brother with medals and me with NOTHING. For those that know me know that I am totally kidding here (well mostly).
The local newspaper "Times Leader" was there and ran a story in their newspaper on July 5. Our family team was featured in the story:
The full article can be read online.
As Christians we are called to spread the Good News of Jesus Christ. If you are anything like me, this is an extremely difficult thing to do. There just never seems to be a good time to broach the subject. To be honest, I am afraid of the awkwardness this discussion might cause.
Running has torn down the awkwardness and created a platform for me to talk freely about my faith. It is my hope that these stories will help draw you closer to our creator – through whom we all have the strength to move mountains.
God has given me a body built for endurance. Over the years, I have run a few races and met many wonderful and interesting people. These posts contain my stories. You do not need to be a runner to relate to these events. We are all running the race of life. We all have our peaks and valleys that we have to climb and descend.
Running has torn down the awkwardness and created a platform for me to talk freely about my faith. It is my hope that these stories will help draw you closer to our creator – through whom we all have the strength to move mountains.
God has given me a body built for endurance. Over the years, I have run a few races and met many wonderful and interesting people. These posts contain my stories. You do not need to be a runner to relate to these events. We are all running the race of life. We all have our peaks and valleys that we have to climb and descend.