Four weeks from today is the St. Jude’s Memphis marathon. I ran through brisk air this morning, knowing this journey is almost over. The trees today stood stark against the deep blue sky. When I started training for this marathon, it was summer. I ran under the sweaty summer sun, and then falling golden leaves, and training in Chicago, it is likely that I will see snow before I stand at the starting line in Memphis. Four weeks. And I wonder, even now, what is on the other side of the finish line.
Nobody Can Count That High
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Then Peter came up
and said to Him,
"Lord, how often will
my brother sin against me,
and I forgive him?
As many as seven times?"
Jesus said to ...
10 hours ago
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