. . . He returns shovelsful to me (Quote from Bill Bright). So it was this past weekend. I reached my three goals in the Governor's Cup Half-Marathon: 1) Don't die 2) Don't quit 3) 10 minute miles. I spent a few hours volunteering at the Passport to Italy, the first annual Italian Festival in Columbia. I was able to hang out with family. We started 30 Days To Live at Willow Ridge.
The defining moment was during the half-Marathon. I really had a God experience. The mental part of a long run is more than half the battle. God began to show me the names and faces of my encouragers.
I began to cry just a bit. No kidding. Everyone has their challenges in life. Me included. But I have more encouragers than most people. The streets along my journey has crowds of people: Tennessee, Louisiana, Ohio, South Carolina and other places. They cheer loudly.
I am not sure what I have done to deserve all this. I only give spoonfuls to God. He returns shovelsful of blessing and encouragement. But I am determined to be better at encouraging my encouragers. How about you?