I did not preach a sermon today.
At least not one from the pulpit of a church building.
But maybe I preached a different kind of sermon as I was in Encinitas participating in the Encinitas Half Marathon. I was wearing the purple jersey of Team in Training, as I run the race as part of fundraising for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society (LLS). So far I have raised over $2800 of my $7500 goal. I do it to raise money for the research programs supported by LLS and the patient services provided by the Society’s chapters.
I do it because Jesus reached out to heal the sick. This is the way I can follow Jesus healing the sick.
I did not have a good race on Sunday. For the first time in my life, I did not finish a race I started. I have run three marathons and 7 half marathons for the cause. I’ll never be fast, but that doesn’t really matter. And come to find out, finishing the race wasn’t important yesterday either. Most of the time it is part of doing my best… but yesterday, doing my best was showing up… giving it a shot.
But I think yesterday I was the one who was healed.
I am healed of perfectionism when I accept that not every race must be finished.
I am healed of self-promotion when my best is so very little.
I am feeling better today, and I am thankful for that.
And I am already looking for my next race.
blessings to you,