3 Bridges Marathon was my first marathon. As in previous post, I have stated I was running that one for my grandmother whom I miss greatly. She sacrificed to raise me and my brother. I ran on what would be her 90th birthday. This was such a sweet race. The race director having passed away just a bit earlier really brought a new layer to the race day that I was not at all expecting. God did mighty things that day for me. He gave me a great running friend to help me through the tough spots. And not just any friend, but one who laid his hands on me and prayed. Twice. What a blessing to feel God's presence like that. The race went great. I finished just over 4:58 which is more than I thought was ever possible for me. My great aunt and cousin was setting at the finish line waiting for me and that was such a wonderful part of my day. I got tired and "over it" between mile 22.5 and 23.5. Then was ready to finish. Got to find the energy to jump at mile 26 which was a first for me. I never can jump at a race.
God is so good. I am so thankful for the cross and what he did. This morning as I listened to Charles Stanley on tv, I really got a remembrance from that sermon. I am reminded that there is nothing we can do here to receive salvation. There is nothing in our works of this life that can bring up peace and eternal life. There is nothing we can do or buy to fill the emptiness and the void that we will feel. No matter how many relationships here on earth you go through searching for love, will you be able to find what your soul searches for. No amount of money and no amount of stuff. If it was about something that I can do to have eternal life, then there would've been no need for Jesus to suffer and die on that cross for me.