I’m not a runner.  Never will be.  But, I know the joy of success.  Of striving for a goal and finally reaching it.  It’s that joy that encourages us to keep working, to keep striving.

I can only imagine the dismay that runners felt yesterday in Boston approaching the finish line only to find it destroyed.  According to the news accounts, many of these runners put that emotional frustration behind them and kept on running.  They ran to help others, to rescue, to calm, to donate blood.  Wow. 

I pray that as I run my daily races and reach for the dreams I have, that I can do the same. That I can run with integrity and perseverance and love.