My hubby and his friend completed their marathon on Sunday. It was a beautiful day full of sunshine and breezes. I had a blast with our toddler as we cheered the runners on. There is something about a marathon that is full of profound pictures. I especially love the verse in Hebrews that talks about those who've gone before us to Heaven cheering those of us on who are still journeying through life. I got an earthly glimpse of that Sunday as I watched hundreds of people cheering on the thousands of runners, whether they knew them or not. I also got much food for thought as I watched dozens of senior citizens complete the marathon, some with times that beat men and women 40 years younger. It was a glorious day with a glorious finish, save for the remaining lactic acid that has yet to work its way out of my hubby's legs and the little sunburn that somehow painted my ankles a vibrant shade of hot pink.
I've got lots of thoughts going on and some things I would love to share when I can find words to fit. But for now, I need to get back to bed. Morning with a toddler comes too quickly these days. =)