Marathon Log.02.  Miles logged: 4

I hung up my ice skates in order to train for this marathon.

I'm far from being the next Michelle Kwan, but over the past year ice skating became a passionate escape--an attempt to unearth a childhood dream of mine.  In reality, the most I can do is skate backwards and stumble through a spin.  Still, running versus ice skating--I'd string up a pair of skates anytime.  Running is another matter.

God asks the same of us--to exchange that which is good for that which is better.  My problem is that I like to cling to what I claim as good because my faithless self can't fathom there being anything better.  Yet I'm glad that this life isn't all there is.  Because if it was, I'd be hard pressed to give up any good thing that came along.

Better is one day in His court than thousands elsewhere.  Amen!