Good Day, God!
This is such a happy photo of my amazing husband, Kit, but until now it didn’t seem right to share it. When I took this photo Kit was about five miles away from finishing the Boston Marathon. When he got within a mile of the finish line, two bomb blasts would shatter the experience for him and all of Boston.
But, today, I don’t want to write about bombs . . . I want to write in praise of Kit . . . and in praise of effort. Effort seems to be catching on these days. Marathons will always be the epitome of effort in my mind — and now they have been joined by ultra marathons and triathlons.
Effort takes grit, God. I used to think I didn’t have much grit. A friend sent me a twist on the old saying, “No Pain, No Gain!” It quotes a wise doctor saying, “No Pain . . .GOOD!” I got a good laugh. That has long been my philosophy.
Just this morning it came to me that both Kit and I exert fair bits of effort, but toward different goals. My energy goes into paying attention to people and circumstances. Kit’s focus goes into physical training . . . running. In conversations, he often fails to pay proper attention.
So — we have come to an agreement. I will start regular running in ernest. And Kit will work on focus and paying attention. Actually, we have both already started. This morning I logged my third run on this trip — a real achievement for me. Kit, later this morning, caught me putting something down randomly — instead of putting it away!
Sharing the challenge of expanding our areas of effort feels good, God. In fact, it feels better than good — it feels right!