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It’s hard to believe that it’s been (almost exactly) a year since I was privileged to partner with many friends to help raise money for the National Multiple Sclerosis Society and my Run On Challenge in April 2021 on the York County Heritage Rail Trail in Pennsylvania and the North Central Rail Trail in Maryland.
With a whole lot of help, we were able to raise $6,427.76 to help the NMSS continue their research and work for those battling MS. As someone who is a direct recipient of what they do, thank you SO much.
And here’s something really cool… another year has bought another opportunity to help people with Multiple Sclerosis.
I found out this month that I’ve been invited to be a part of the MS Society UK London Marathon team on Sunday, October 2, 2022.
Along with thousands of others, we’ll be running 26.2 miles through the streets of London, and, leading up to the race, raising funds to help my brothers and sisters in the UK who like me are dealing with MS.
With groceries and gas and a bunch of other stuff, I know it’s a crazy time for budgets, but would you be willing and able, at any amount, to help me as I raise funds for the MS Society UK?
I’d be deeply grateful for any consideration and help.
My personal website has more info about my journey and the work of the MS Society UK, plus there are easy links to use:
If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to reach out. Again, I’m humbled by your consideration and your generosity.
Together, we can make a difference.
Let’s Run On,
I don’t know what his name was. But what he said came at the perfect time.
Three miles from the Finish Line in Miami, three weeks ago.
His simple sentence: “You’ve got this.”
Even though I felt like the dirt on the bottom of my shoe at that point, he said he believed I could do it. So I did.
Thank you, kind Stranger-Man.
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It was the only day I brought two paper bags to school.
One full. For lunch. A PB&J sandwich (grape jelly – is there anything else?) and Doritos (Nacho cheese. Cool Ranch hadn’t been invented.)
And one empty. For the back of my chair. With my name on it. A piece of tape holding it.
There’s no part of what happens today about which God is not already aware. We will know about it eventually. He knows about it already. All of it.
That makes trust in him for the day well-placed trust. Understanding becomes less important when things like a day are placed in the hands of one for whom the unknown is a foreign concept.
Today. Don’t be afraid. Empty your worry. Let what you hope is true prove Himself. Again.
Our lives are in his hands, and he keeps our feet from stumbling. – Psalm 66:9
I almost walked past it.
Only two other things frustrate me more. And I can’t remember what they are.
I had to fix it.
I’ve never met him. But I’ve seen his picture.
And that was enough.
It was unmistakable.
I noticed it in between the Garland Street Garage and the Union.