We did it. 26.2 miles. And just as I suspected, it hurt as badly as last time.
I was a little disappointed with my time of 4:39 since I wanted to be under 4:30, but I’ll take what I can get.
But it was also a pretty emotional experience. Running in Memphis for St. Jude, the hospital that, in a round about way, saved my son’s life. It’s their research that has moved the survival rate of leukemia from 4% to somewhere around 95% for Joshua’s kind of cancer.
I think it’s pretty inevitable, too, while you’re on the course, to become reflective about life and about running as a metaphor for life. So I spent alot of time thinking about Joshua, about Gage, about James, who are living life with leukemia, running in their own 3 year marathon. And I spent some time thinking about kids like Joseph and Charlie who are with Jesus now.
And I thought about the fact that Jesus is making all things new, how He is in His time bringing about a new order, and how the old order will pass away someday. And in the new order, we won’t use words like cancer, or treatment, or chemotherapy.
Amen, come Lord Jesus.