At Saturday’s Run Among the Lakes 5k, there was an unexpected surprise.
One of the sponsors, First Baptist Church of Windermere had a booth with free Barnie’s Coffee.
After the 5k race and a Chick-fil-a (another sponsor) breakfast biscuit, I visited the booth for a cup.
That’s where the book, Finishing Strong, caught my attention.
What a metaphor for running a 5k.
What a metaphor for life.
The back cover stated, “One man in ten will finish strong. You can be that man.”
One in ten? That’s it? How can it be such a low number?
What makes humans feel guilt?
What makes you feel guilty?
Know what makes me feel guilty?
This week, my son and I have taken several sunset walks. We end up in our back yard. A really big back yard. The sun has set, and now it’s twilight.
“Son, look around. Do you see how much space is here in this yard, from one side to the other?”
He says, “Yes.”
“I’m not saying that other sized yards are better or worse. I’m just saying that Mommy and Daddy worked really, really hard to make this yard possible.”
For something like seven years, Cheryl and I spent, what seemed like a majority of our weekends looking for a big yard near Walt Disney World.
The first 15 years in Central Florida, I worked every weekend, and had either a Saturday or a Sunday off, but never both.
And on that lone weekend day off, we combed the area north of Disney, south of Disney, east of Disney, west of Disney.
The result? Nothing. Year after year. Nothing.
Until one day….