"Seek his will in all you do, and he will direct your paths." Proverbs 3:6
My new friend and me waiting for the race to start. Temperature is 11 degrees. |
The race started off the coldest I've ever ran a marathon. Broke some records with a low of 7 that morning in Kansas City. Hope and Laura had to be at their volunteer station meeting at 630am and my race start time was 8 am.
We had a prerace prayer in the lobby of the hotel and then drove to the start line. The ladies I prayed with gave me a ride and even gave me hand warmers for my gloves. What a blessing that turned out to be for sure. I love how God finds ways to show He cares for me. I knew it was going to be a great day and a good race. I debated on whether I had overdressed when one of the ladies suggested that I take off my outer layer-which was my team413 coat. I told her no and explained why I found it so important to wear the message. She smiled at me and said she understood. I knew I could always unzip later.
They took these pictures somewhere about mile 10.
I genuinely love running but I love the Lord more. The combination of the two makes for some "in the zone" running and praise and worship. However, I sometimes zone out so much, I'm oblivious to what's around me. I've gone miles before that I don't remember passing because I'm so enjoying God's presence. I somehow forgot my GPS for this race and there were no mile markers anywhere. It was the brewing of a perfect storm. It seemed I missed the half/marathon split and ended up 4 miles short of 26.2. Long story!!. The course was poorly marked and the volunteers didn't have any answers. When I realized what I had done, I was pretty upset and angry as well. Especially at the lack of answers! Apparently, I wasn't the only one either. Long story short, I went around the finish line being careful not to register a time. I finally found the director and we spoke (didn't want to ruin my witness so I held back the tears and frustration). He was very kind and apologetic as everyone was. I took my full marathon medal and told them to just give me a DNF or whatever they wanted to but I would finish the race on my own. And that's what I did. I put the medal in my pocket and continued to run around til I thought I was done. There was a point I was so upset I started to cry... and then I laughed. Hard. I was set to PR at this race and God reminded me that PR is not a Personal Record but a Personal Relationship with Him. I had that!!! Sometimes, we all need to be reminded that what we do for Christ is important but not as important as what we do through Him. I trust Him to guide my steps and I will go where He leads me. I am simply a carrier of the message and know I was exactly where I was supposed to be. It truly was a blessed day.
I plan to do this race again next year and will be sure to bring my GPS! It was a beautiful course and pretty flat and fast. The hoodies they gave out were wonderful! The free pictures were a great plus. It was just a cold day and very hard to keep everything together. The volunteers were cheerful and sincerely sorry for what happened. Praying next year will be warm!!!!