Walking with Jesus

My wife is my hero. She isn't perfect. She isn't above reproach. She doesn't have all the answers, anticipate all my needs, or always say the right thing in the right way. Once in a while, we don't even like each other very much. Yet, Olivia is my hero just the same. Olivia is a never-give-up follower of Jesus Christ. No matter what happens, she always ends up is a place of faith. Honestly, if it wasn't for her faith, I doubt she'd still be alive today. The suffering and pain that marks her journey are frankly unbelievable. Those who read her blog have glimpsed the pain she has seen, but believe me when I tell you that even you don't know the half of it! Olivia has suffered as few people ever have (but I'll let her decide which stories to tell). What I want to point out is her survival, and the survival of her faith in Jesus. She lives Peter's confession, "Where else would we go. You have the words of life." No matter what has come her way

We're 15 weeks from race day... Today was my longest run so far: 10 miles! Have you ever considered how far that really is? Here in Abilene, Texas we don't think much about driving to San Antonio for a special event, to Austin for the weekend, or to Dallas and back in a single day. I know a man who drives to San Angelo and back four days a week to work! We don't think of mileage as an obstacle; it's just time in the car. 10 miles = 40 times around a running track = 16,000 meters = 17,600 yards = 52,800 feet = 633,600 inches = roughly 16,246 of Bryan's strides. 10 miles may not seem like far when you're behind the wheel of your Saturn Ion (ours is named Stormy, the first car I've ever owned with a name). However, when you're covering that distance on your Nike Reax Run 3's, it is substantial. God is faithful, and I'm loving the time with Him. Have a wonderful week.