Hello All,
As many of
you know, we got back from Kenya last summer after being there for 3 1/2
years. Not a long time for some, but a
really long time for others. I have to
say, I felt a bit lost while trying to transition back into life in the
states. It is almost too easy to live
here. That brings a lot of emotions,
including guilt. But, during that time,
I knew I needed some way to work out as in every cross country move we do, I
gain 10 lbs automatically! So, I started
running. Not far, only 3 miles, but I did
it every day. The dog came with me and I
was really starting to enjoy it. Three
miles turned into 3.5. And every day, I
would go down and back (although Doodle the dog would cheat and wait for me at
the known turn around spots)! I did this
through the winter and my family thought I was crazy. I did cut if off though at -10 degrees
F! Running in the dark and the snow was
really a neat experience (when it was finished).
When March
came, 2 things happened: 1. I got a
newsletter from Oasis for Orphans (www.oasisfororphans.com) that asked for
runners for their annual Chicago Marathon fundraiser, and 2. We acquired another dog that would go the
distance. Seeing that call for runners,
I got an inkling in my head that I should do this. I told Jim that I had a thought in the back
of my head and he got a bit worried. By
the end of the week I had committed to it.
I had never run more than 4 miles in my life. A marathon is 26.2. How was this going to happen? I had no idea, I just knew I could not bear the
thought of the Oasis team leaving the start gate without me.
It is amazing
to me how slowly, slowly (pole, pole) God has enabled me to do this. He worked on my heart and then helped me work
on my body. I know it is not by my
strength but by Him who strengthens me that I am able to do this. It seemed like an impossible task just 6
short months ago, but now it doesn't scare me (too much). There have been quite a few "impossibilities"
that Jim and I have encountered over the years.
But, we have gotten through them all and not just gotten through but
found the joy! That is the amazing part
to me. God not only leads you there but
lets you have joy in the midst of it all.
It is not all that way, but usually, when you look back at something,
you see the joyful parts and not the hard times (there were many of those
too). This journey has not been easy all
the time but it has been joyful most of the time (that first 13 mile run was
NOT filled with joy between miles 12 and 13)!
John 16:24 says:
"Until
now you have asked for nothing in My name; ask and you will receive, so that
your joy may be made full."
NASU
He says right
there that He wants you to have the joy.
Love that part!
The race (I
use that term loosely as I go slow) is next Sunday the 11th. If you have a minute, would you pray for me
that I would complete it in under the 6hr 30 minute max time and that I would
find the joy in it and also that I would not break - I am 51 after all!
I was telling
a friend this week about this journey and the fact that I am not a runner. She said I think you can now safely say that
you are a runner (I did a 20 mile run 2 weeks ago). That was an 'ah ha' moment for me! I can say that I am a runner? Wow!
Never thought that would be a category that I would fall into.
I am so
grateful to have been able to run for the last year. I am also grateful to the people that have
supported me. And, I am also grateful to
a God who gives me the strength and the joy in it all!
Remember that
when you face something that seems utterly impossible, He is there to help you
through it all and give you joy.
In His Hands,
Jullie T