13 days to go: the real hope!
I have been amazed by the comments about my faith or my strength. In reality, I don’t feel that strong or faith-filled much of the time. Often, I feel overwhelmed, doubtful, worrisome, and plain weak. But I am always drawn back to the One person who has always been there. Somehow when I have all of those real human emotions, I get a small something – maybe a song on the radio or a cardinal flying by my window. I take those “signs” as if God is sending me a message straight from heaven telling you can go just a little farther. The message almost always seems to be, “Don’t worry. I know you are hurting, but remember I am right here, loving you forever.”
Every time I get one of those messages, I am also reminded that God knows exactly what it is like to lose a son. That is very humbling. He understands the depth of my grief. Every hurt that I have felt, God knows exactly how that feels. If am angry and need to vent, God is okay with that too. Even the man after God’s own heart lashes out at God in the Psalms when he was hurting, and God still loved him anyway.
The mission of Reed’s Run has always been the 3 R’s: Remembering Reed, Reaching Others for Christ, and Raising funds for students. The middle R has been a constant theme as we have prepared for the final run. The truth is that Reed’s Run might be the biggest platform I ever have to do that. I want to make it count. I want to have Reed’s Run end with an exclamation point. If I didn’t have so many grammarian friends, I would declare I wanted a multitude of exclamation points, but they might balk at that. In all seriousness, I want to share that the faith that I profess has one source – Jesus Christ.
Growing up my grandparents had a fish camp in Ponce De Leon, Florida. I often romanticized what it was like during the time of the great explorers. Unlike the conquistador who likely never found the fountain of youth, I have found the life giving LIVING well of water, the fount of hope that never runs dry. For that I am humbled and amazed. My awe led to the creation of the official logo for the final run. I was simply the idea person, and God gave the perfect idea on who to contact.
A very special THANK YOU to Tim at Palmer’s Tattoos for listening to my ramblings and “seeing” my vision. The logo created exceeded my expectations. You perfectly put into art the very way my heart feels.