another one of my favorite days cabbing to my favorite place.
church.
i passed a marathon and something caught my eye.
not the banners. not the barricades. not the fancy brocade of a vest the police were wearing.
oh, it was what i'd affectionately call: the friends stand.
all along the way, the long treacherous route were clusters of people.
holding clappers and cheering the runners on.
oh wow, i thought. it was only 10 mins shy of 730am and they looked like the dawn of day.
waving enthusiastically, they clapped, cheered, whistled, reassured, encouraged.
all for one motive - so that the participants will never give up.
i call them the friends stand for one reason.
they remind me of the friends i have.
love that.
there are times i stumble and fall, but they are there to pick me up. to see that i press on.
there are times a fleeting thought throws me off guard and when i contemplate throwing in the towel, they remind me the reason why i'm doing what i'm doing.
and i couldn't ask for more.
not just them but i see Jesus cheering me on, in the stands.
the firm, strong yet tender look in His eyes that tells me everything's gonna be alright.
i am super blessed because of my Savior's love for me. the love of my family & friends.
xoxo