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running the race: restoration

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Wednesday, December 19, 2012. I'm bleeding and empty. My peace is real; my joy is deep. And yet I don't recognize the person I've become. I run and easily become tired. Instead of alive with energy. I'm sleepy and exhausted. My space is cluttered. My camera waits in hiding. My journal pages are empty. I have deep love for those in my midst. But my well of abundance feels dry. And my efforts aren't enough. I'm depleted. tired. hurting. distracted. Create in me a clean heart. December 20, 2012 at 6:06 PM.

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running the race: thinking out loud

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Saturday, February 18, 2012. Please don't kill the child. I want the child. Please give me the child. I am willing to accept any child who would be aborted, and to give that child to a married couple who will love the child…” Mother Teresa. Recently those words came to mind; after reading them in a book over ten years ago. I was challenged to say them out loud in some form, if I ever had the opportunity. When was I going to have that opportunity? Last week I heard that my patient had aborted her baby.

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running the race: sustaining God

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Monday, October 27, 2014. To provide what is needed for (something or someone) to exist, continue, etc. To hold up the weight of , to give support or relief to, to supply with sustenance: nourish. To support the weight of, to carry or withstand (a weight or pressure), to bear up under. I sit in the quiet of a Saturday afternoon, with one one around. I look out the window to watch as the wind blows the remainder of the yellow leaves around the yard. The trees sway back and forth. He has sustained me!

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running the race: long overdue::thankful

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Thursday, May 16, 2013. Today I woke up in a house where others were stirring around in the kitchen. I remembered that I'm not alone, and I liked the thought. I am thankful for grey skies and cool air, even in May. A morning walk: noting the beauty of my neighborhood. For learning about love by experience. Coffee and classical music in a coffee shop bustling with the early morning crowd. The bizarre achy muscle reminder of yesterdays workout. The ways that art awakens my soul. May 16, 2013 at 9:18 PM.

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running the race: after two weeks

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Saturday, August 11, 2012. From my other life. But everything moves too fast. I go on too. Though I’m not sure how. When part of life. And while I haven’t forgotten. I am alone in my memories. Xoxo from here. ive been wondering. love you. August 12, 2012 at 7:25 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). One day at OHSU. What time is it in Cambodia? And we must be determined to run the race that is ahead of us." hebrews 12:1. View my complete profile. Yes, wait for, hope for, and expect the Lord.".

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running the race: broken.

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Sunday, June 10, 2012. She lay motionless on the mat. Her skin ashen, and her bones protruding in places they shouldn’t. Her feet were warm, and her legs were like those of a small child. But she is no longer a small child. And as I sat near her and brushed the hair back from her face,. I wondered how she got here. Not only because she was so very ill. But for all the time she had been overlooked. For the life she lived without a mother;. And without anyone to fill that missing space. And mine, too.

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running the race: just a few thoughts

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Thursday, May 31, 2012. Just a few thoughts. So many words, thoughts, and emotions have been swirling around in my head these past months. I want to write, I need to write; but for whatever reason I don’t. As I said before, the brokenness is real; in me as much as in the next person. By the grace of God, I have somehow communicated that love and care. And as I reflect on my time, comments like this remind me that He has used me, and that it was nothing that I did on my own. May 31, 2012 at 5:54 PM. Gretc...

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running the race: journey

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Thursday, March 22, 2012. He opened up my eyes and heart,. Bringing further clarity and direction to my gifts and purpose. My heart burst with excitement. As I pondered and prayed about what form. These visions might take. For months I waited and prayed,. As I sensed what was beginning to unfold. I had an idea;. But at first I remained uncommitted and objective. Hesitant to commit; or to let my heart go there. Yet deep down; I knew this was it. At least the work and the purpose. I found myself wondering.

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running the race: loss: one week later

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Monday, February 2, 2015. Loss: one week later. Last Monday afternoon began the daze that still lingers. I had never looked forward to an appointment like I did this one. I was so humbled, overwhelmed, and excited. There were times I tried to be more controlled and rational. But those days were over. It was 11 weeks and 3 days. I couldn't wait to see and hear glimpses of this life for the first time. But within minutes, the anticipation and emotion fell flat. I felt nothing but numb. The one we had been ...