"If you’ve raced with men on foot and they have worn you out, how can you compete with horses? If you stumble in safe country, how will you manage in thickets by the Jordan?" (Jeremiah 12:5). Our journey is intended to be more than simply "stumbling" through the days while the world "wears us out.” We are made to experience the thrill of "running with horses” and to navigate life amongst the "thickets." The RWH blog focuses on both the spiritual race of which Jeremiah speaks, and the physical act of running that I absolutely love. In short, it's where "the miles meet the Message" to provide insight, perspective & encouragement that might enable you & I to successfully run either of the races set before us. May our course be purposeful and may we be passionate in our pursuit of the abundant life He desires for us.
Friday, August 1, 2014
This past week we decided to take advantage of yet another of these pick-up appointments. Our youngest spent a wonderful week at the beach with a close friend. However, due to a schedule conflict (yep, volleyball practice), she had to return to Winston-Salem a few days before her friend. So the most reasonable option was for us to drive down on Wednesday, spend the night at the beach, celebrate our anniversary and return on Thursday. It’s not that far, and given that the beach is my wife’s happy place, it seemed like the perfect date.
Notice, “my wife’s happy place.” See, you might ask me if the water was warm, to which I would reply, “I don’t know.” You might ask if the sand was clean, and to that, “I’m not sure.” In fact, my goal at the beach is to avoid the sand at all costs. And to the water, I look to the fact that my daughter was stung by a jellyfish and was ordered back to the beach after spotting a four foot shark--enough said!
Now you might be wondering why it would seem like the perfect date? Two reasons. First, and again I’ll say, it is my wife’s happy place. She loves it, so I love going with her. Second, and you knew I would get around to it, running along the coast is outstanding. Flat, straight roads with so little traffic in the morning, make for some of the best routes. I also actually enjoy the heat and humidity; good training weather.
So, on Thursday morning, Christy hit the beach, picked up some shells and waded in the “shark infested waters” along her walk. As she totally enjoyed this time to herself, I laced up the Brooks and headed out Ocean Blvd. Morning greetings to my running kin, a little breeze blowing through the breaks in the oceanfront condos, and a return back up highway 17. Best of all, my knees did really well. Six miles and I felt reborn and ready to go. Best run in several months. I absolutely LOVE the beach--just not the actual beach!
Back at the hotel, we sat on the balcony and shared our adventures, while spending some quality time together, before ......
...... it was time to pickup our daughter and drive back to Winston. Although this particular pickup trip was by far the most relaxing to date. Next week, it’s back to Auburn.
Oh, and it was definitely a perfect date. Happy 23rd and here’s to 23 more.
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
“A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seeds fell along the path, and the birds came and devoured them. Other seeds fell on rocky ground, where they did not have much soil, and immediately they sprang up, since they had no depth of soil, but when the sun rose they were scorched. And since they had no root, they withered away. Other seeds fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked them. Other seeds fell on good soil and produced grain, some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty. He who has ears, let him hear.” (Matt 13:3-8)
- “Hear then the parable of the sower: When anyone hears the word of the kingdom and does not understand it, the evil one comes and snatches away what has been sown in his heart. This is what was sown along the path. As for what was sown on rocky ground, this is the one who hears the word and immediately receives it with joy, yet he has no root in himself, but endures for a while, and when tribulation or persecution arises on account of the word, immediately he falls away. As for what was sown among thorns, this is the one who hears the word, but the cares of the world and the deceitfulness of riches choke the word, and it proves unfruitful. As for what was sown on good soil, this is the one who hears the word and understands it. He indeed bears fruit and yields, in one case a hundredfold, in another sixty, and in another thirty.” (Matt 13:18-23)
In the chapel at Gordon Conwell Seminary is a painted fresco, by NC artist Gerald Steinmeyer. A large work--approximately 17' x 20'--that depicts the parable of the sower in a very powerful way. The seed falls along the various soils while different individuals represent the ones that rejected, fell way, proved unfruitful and grew in the message of Christ. The faces of each give much to consider, as does the "evil one" scurrying way down the path, as referenced in 13:19. There is nothing like viewing in person, but hopefully the image below provides a sense of what a great creation this fresco is, and what a great passage it portrays.
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Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Psalm 19 is a hymn of David’s that speaks to God’s creation as giving witness to God without words or voices. The first verse is more familiar to us than the remainder of the chapter, “The heavens declare the glory of God, the skies proclaim the work of his hands” - Psalm 19:1. But as I spent some time in these 14 verses, I came away with another “favorite” verse that will most definitely make its way to RFG IV next spring.
In verses 4-6, David speaks of the sun. God has made it a heavenly tent (the nighttime hours), but each morning the sun comes bursting out of that tent like a bridegroom heading to the altar to meet his bride. And the way that the sun makes its circuit across the sky each day is like a champion, or a runner, “rejoicing to run his course.” He runs from one end of the route to the other, while shining his light and his heat on all. WOW! That’s pretty good stuff. David was quite a poet, huh?
As a runner, I often feel like this coming out of the starting gate. Released to meet the course, with the enthusiasm of one rushing to meet his love (of course, sometimes I should probably not rush out with quite as much enthusiasm, but you get the point). Rejoicing along the route, running steadfast from start to finish. Maybe that’s a bit of the runner’s high, and my view of race day is certainly biased, but I am hopeful that everyone finds a similar joy in running, while finding God’s glory in His creation.
Psalm 191 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. 2 Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge. 3 There is no speech or language where their voice is not heard. 4 Their voice goes out into all the earth, their words to the ends of the world. In the heavens he has pitched a tent for the sun, 5 which is like a bridegroom coming forth from his pavilion, like a champion rejoicing to run his course. 6 It rises at one end of the heavens and makes its circuit to the other; nothing is hidden from its heat. 7 The law of the LORDis perfect, reviving the soul. The statutes of the LORD are trustworthy, making wise the simple. 8The precepts of the LORD are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the LORD are radiant, giving light to the eyes. 9 The fear of the LORD is pure, enduring forever. The ordinances of the LORD are sure and altogether righteous. 10 They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the comb. 11 By them is your servant warned; in keeping them there is great reward. 12 Who can discern his errors? Forgive my hidden faults. 13 Keep your servant also from willful sins; may they not rule over me. Then will I be blameless, innocent of great transgression. 14 May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in your sight, O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.
Monday, June 30, 2014
The bright side is that I have now had three sessions of aqua jogging to maintain some semblance of running shape. If you haven't tried this, it's really a pretty good exercise, albeit even more boring than a treadmill. Simply grab one of those swim belts, buckle around the waist, jump in and start running. You'll be surprised that your running motion can actually propel you forward in pool. You will definitely not be moving at Michael Phelps-like pace, but keep turning those legs over and you might just cover half a pool length in less than two minutes! Oh, and half the pool, especially at the Y, as it sort of defeats the purpose when you can touch the bottom. So you turn around and head back to the deep end. Keep that up for 30-45 minutes and you'll feel it the next day--in the muscles, but not at all in the knees. It's a great "no-impact" exercise.
Ok, so we'll see what happens. I do sort of think stress fracture, and if that's the case, I'll probably need about three-to-four more weeks. Not ideal, but not the end of the world. The worst part is the training plan for Indy. It's likely that I will need to pull away from any thoughts of BQ if I can't get at speed work soon, but you just never know. Of course, if I don't push away from the training table a little more, I can forget about BQ this year anyway.
Tuesday, June 24, 2014
|Swinging Bridge - Mile 20 +/-|
|Swag - Mason Jars and Feud Theme|
A list of highlights and key thoughts:
* Christy and I drove up on Friday, ran Saturday and made it back for a high school graduation that evening. The drive was pretty and it was nice to have a Saturday morning race for a change. Having Christy run the 5k that morning was exciting as well. We had a great time together.
|50 State Club Reunion|
|Mountain Highway - All to Runners!|
* What a difference a conversation can make! I have experienced this before, but it really is amazing how much a little encouragement from others, and a little talk to take your mind off the pain, can actually help. For most of the last half, I was definitely running on a flat tire (knee pain - not sure?). So I would run a few minutes at pace, then shuffle / race walk for a few seconds, then run at pace, then ... you get the picture. After passing one another back and forth over about 8 miles, a young lady from Charlotte finally asked if we might could push each other for the last 2 miles--what a great idea. So the earphones came out and we started to talk about training, and races, and all things running. Before we knew it, the finish line was in site and the push had kept us going. It’s that camaraderie deal that’s pretty unique to runners. I really appreciated it. Congrats Karla on a new PR and best to you in Chicago.
|Foggy Mountain Morning - Beautiful Run|
Well, the goal for Hatfield-McCoy was survival, and survive I did. I wore a sleeve for the knee, just in case, and really lathered it up with some bio-freeze. I actually think speed work from the past few weeks was just a bit much, but I’ll be good in a few more weeks of rest. Anyway, the knee held to at least halfway and then it was just a matter of gutting it out. Coming in around 4:45 was only slightly worse than what I had projected, but it wasn’t about clock time on this one. See, there’s a reason that most marathons don’t run in June, and a why most don’t go over the KY-WV mountains. But with the scenery, the people, and the all out fun of HMM, maybe more of them should. Besides, they said we could take as long as we wanted, but to be careful after dark, cuz that’s when the shootin’ would start ...
Next up: Indianapolis Monumental on November 1st with our good buddy, the Kentucky Keflezighi - Paul Brantley. And we will be looking to go flat and fast in Indy! See you then.
Friday, June 20, 2014
I am now a couple of semesters into my seminary career. I am loving every minute of it, and that includes the number of papers, a handful of exams, and some 25 completed books--officially 5,433 pages--not that I am keeping count or anything (well, actually I am, it's a requirement).
For the most part, all of these books have been really fascinating. I can honestly say that I have learned more about theological research, pastoral counseling models, spiritual disciplines and many other similar subjects, than I could have ever imagined. Ninety-five percent of these books have been page-turners. I promise.
That said, if you asked me which single work thus far has been the favorite, it is without doubt a book that I am currently using for New Testament Survey. The title is The New Testament in Antiquity, and it was written by Gary Burge, Lynn Cohick and Gene Green (470 pages). There are chapters on each of the NT books, plus dedicated chapters on Studying the NT, The Historical Setting of the NT, The World of Jesus, The Mediterranean World of the Apostle Paul, The Story of Jesus, The Teachings of Jesus, and Sources for the Story of Jesus.
What makes this book so interesting is that these are not simply commentaries on the books of the New Testament. Rather, they are in-depth looks at the historical context, the literary form and structure of the book, the authorship and date. Filled with hundreds of photographs, maps, and added details that make the New Testament come alive. It's almost as if I am reading it for the first time.
And yes, the story of salvation is still the same, but our understanding of context is so critical to our understanding in general. We, or at least I, speaking for myself, have missed so much of what Jesus meant when he said .... or why Paul would have written ... or even how cultural norms would have been impacted the idea of ... it's incredible.
So, once I'm done, you are free to take a look. Or if you happen to find this textbook at a good price (or even at the regular price of $49) out there, it is definitely worth the investment. Enjoy.
Wednesday, June 11, 2014
This tradition of worshipping ancient rulers as divine was not new--think of Nebuchadnezzar's demands on Daniel while in Babylon--but the Romans granted the god-like status only to those that had truly done great deeds. Caesar was one of the greats in their eyes and would be recognized as the great god Caesar forevermore.
Fast forward to Caesar's adopted son, Octavian, who conveniently took the name Augustus Caesar. In 27 BC, Augustus became Rome's first Emperor after an extended time of shared military dictatorships with Mark Antony and Marcus Lepidus. One of the first acts of Augustus was to ensure that he would be recognized as 'Augustus Caesar - Son of God.' There is reference to Augustus throughout this period as "A.C., Son of God," and "Divine Son of God." He even had a temple erected to "Augustus, the First Born of God." Augustus reigned until 14 AD.
I know that is a lot of background, but to truly comprehend the implication of Mark 15:39, it's important to understand the significance of the historical context. In Mark's Gospel we see the authority and the divinity of Christ. The theme that Jesus is the Son of God, is found throughout. In Mark 1:1, we open with "The beginning of the gospel of Jesus Christ, the Son of God." Then again in Mark 8:29, we find a discussion between Jesus and disciples around who others think He is. Peter responds with "you are the Christ, the Messiah," in essence, the Son of God.
Finally, we go to the foot of the cross. There stands a Roman Centurion. A respected leader of some 100 soldiers, with most likely 10+ years of service in the Roman Imperial Army. A military captain who would have made hundreds of vows to Rome, the current Emperor Tiberius and to god and the son of god, Caesar and Augustus. These vows were serious, and pledged him to a life of loyal service.
So, as this centurion goes about the task of overseeing yet another crucifixion, of a despised Jew, no less, he is about to be changed forever. In Mark 15:39 we read, "and the centurion, who stood facing him, saw that in this way he breathed his last, he said, "Truly this man was the Son of God."
Just think about that for a while.