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a blessing before a marathon

10/6/2018

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feet, you are so often the last thing I bless before I run. tonight I give thanks for the bone and sinew and blood and muscle that you will carry through 26.2 miles. I give thanks for each toe and freckle and skin cell. I marvel at the strength you'll bring me.

lungs, you will remember to breathe in calm and breathe and peace. you're stronger than you remember

legs, you are so powerful: bone wrapped in muscle, these miles will fly by.

eyes, take in everything you see-- let your heart be full as you run through this city you love. take in the details and cherish them. 

tongue, taste the sweat and rain that will mix on your face. drink enough water and take in enough fuel. 

ears, listen for the groans of others and use your joy to encourage. listen for the birds and squirrels and cars and people. do not miss the people who will cheer for you.

nose, you will be in the crowd. you will smell the sweat and blood and fear and courage. remind me that I am not alone.

remember that each step is a blessing and that the journey will be enough. 

don't forget to breathe, to love, to laugh, to sing, to dance. 

​and feet, i love you.


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    feet are weird.


    I’m thinking about my own feet, and the stories they tell about me. I was totally that girl in college who went everywhere barefoot—including the cafeteria—so that my feet kind of always had a dirty tinge to them. I pulled all the muscles in the bottom of my feet once-it’s a long story—and spent three months on crutches and in Birkenstocks—in the SNOW—while the tendons healed enough to walk on them. I’ve had surgery on both of my big toes, and I’ve lost two of my toenails from running and I have a weird extra bone on the bottom of one of my toes. Feet are weird but they carry stories about where you’ve been and what you’ve done with your life and who you are.

    Think about your own feet.

    Your feet are probably weird, just like mine, but they’re yours and they tell your story.

    originally preached at first presbyterian church palo alto, march 17, 2013.





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