By the Seeds You Plant

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Don’t Judge Each Day by the Harvest You Reap but by the Seeds That You Plant. -Robert Louis Stevenson


We Might Not See the Return on the Seeds Planted

We may never end up able to see the full return on the seeds we have planted. But, if we don’t plant very many seeds, we can be guaranteed that our future harvest will be very small. 

Consider measuring accomplishments not only by the end product but by the potential created.  

Plant Seeds Each Day

And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up (Galatians 6:9).


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Weakness to Strength

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His Strengths Were Visible

Growing up I remember Michael Jordan as one of the most amazing athletes. His strengths were so visible. If the sport of basketball was brought up, his name was part of the conversation. When you watched him fly down the court and gracefully fly towards the net, you couldn’t help but be in awe of what was possible.  It felt like Michael Jordan didn’t have any weaknesses on the court.  

Turning Weakness into Strength

I love how Michael Jordan talks about having a growth mindset.  He says, “My attitude is that if you push me toward a weakness, I will turn that weakness into a strength”. 

What if there are no weaknesses, just areas of strength that are in the beginning stages? 

Power In Weakness

2 Corinthians 12:9 says it well. “My power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.


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This post comes from a devotional series called 4:00 AM Faith. It is written each morning and sent in a condensed format to several people. If you are interested in receiving a daily faith boost, email me at lmcdonell2001@yahoo.com

A Box of Chocolates

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You Never Know What You Are Going to Get

If you have watched the movie Forrest Gump, most likely, you can’t help but remember the famous line, “Life is like a box of chocolates.  You never know what you’re going to get”.  

Life is unpredictable and confusing at times. 

Like with a box of chocolates, you may even have a map or a diagram that is supposed to help you choose the perfect treat without fail.  But, the inside of the chocolates are not visible so we have to rely on what we cannot see.

Sometimes you are looking at the map upside down, or bite into something you think you are going to like only to find out that it is not what you expected.

  Better yet, the box may be filled with surprises and give you the chance to discover something you had no idea you would enjoy.  

Faith Like Chocolates Involves what is not Seen

If we stay committed to our faith we can trust that we will select the right chocolate, or opportunity at the perfect time. Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.  (Hebrews 11:1)

Proud to Serve

 

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For What’s Behind Him

A true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him, but because he loves what is behind him. 

The Solider’s Response

A few months ago, I had the opportunity to thank a soldier.  He responded, “Of course.  It’s an honor. It’s what we are proud to do”.  The Soldier’s response sounded like what I imagine God would say to us thanking him for keeping us safe and protecting us.  

He Promised to Fight For You

Your God who fights for you, just as he promised you (Joshua 23:10). Like the soldiers who are full of pride from the opportunity to serve, God continues to find ways to keep us safe. 

 

You Can Always Dig Deeper


Width and Depth

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You Can Do Something About Width and Depth

“You can’t do anything about the length of your life. But you can do something about its width and depth” (Evan Esar).


Go Deeper Than Usual

Dare to pursue interests and passions. Explore the unknown. Whether it be information, people, places or a part of yourself, dig a few layers deeper than you normally would. Think or look up a first thought. Then, ask why followed by another why.

Eventually after asking “Why” several times, a core belief will be revealed. When religion and faith are of good and pure intent, love is part of the deepest point.

Grasping How Wide and How Deep

Ephesians 3:18, suggests the hope that we may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ.


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Don’t Fear Failure

It is More Risky to Be Complacent

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Possible to Be Too Satisfied

The literal meaning of Complacency’s Latin root is, “Very Pleased”. It is possible to become too satisfied to a point where no amount of change, growth, or improvement seems necessary.

Don’t fear failure. Fear being in the exact same place next year as you are today.


There is always something to be learned. A wise man will hear and increase in learning, and a man of understanding will acquire wise counsel (Proverbs 1:5)


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Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish

Words to Live Your Best Life By

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Sound Advice


Strive for More- Be Uncommon

Being foolish refers to following dreams, unconventional plans, and doing things that don’t always make logical sense.


Live Your Best Life

Ecclesiastes 9:10 says, Whatever the activity in which you engage, do it with all your ability.


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3 Words To Live By

No Matter What Happens…It Goes On

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3 Words


It Goes On


As It Goes On…Walk by Faith

What we can lean into is 2 Corinthians 5:7 that says, “For we walk by faith, not by sight.”


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Shatter The Glass 40 Mile Run

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My Marathon Was Cancelled

I remember the moment when I found out the Glass City Marathon in Toledo was canceled.  I knew it was coming as a result of cancellations and closures due to the COVID-19 Virus.  But, it didn’t make it easier.  I was really disappointed. A month or so later, my friend Marvin, who I had previously done a 100-Mile Week Challenge with suggested that I test my limits with an ultra marathon.

I wasn’t sure I was ready for it since I had not run a lot of long runs.  But Marvin as well as my husband assured me I was ready since my weekly mileage was consistently high.  

40 Felt Right

Originally I thought about doing 50 miles, but there was something about 40 that felt perfect.  It felt like a legitimate ultra.  I had turned 40 in November, and the number seemed symbolic.  I felt like naming the race.  I decided that the Glass City Marathon could be part of my race, but was not going to be the focus.  I was in charge, and it was time to shatter the glass ceiling. 

I would go beyond what I had done before, and once the glass was shattered, I couldn’t go back- I had to finish.  

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Choosing the Course

40 miles seemed like a lot to run around St. Clair, so my husband, Nate suggested he drop me off at least 15 miles away.  Shortly after proposing that idea, he offered to run some of the beginning miles with me.  I was excited to break the run into as many pieces as possible since I knew I would have my share of solo running. We decided that the starting line would be a last-minute decision and determined either the night before or morning depending on the direction of the wind.  The evening before I got a text from my friend Amy who told me it was going to be windy from the south.  So a starting line in Marine City sounded good. The weather forecast for the big day looked amazing!  It would be around 60 degrees.  It was going to be sunny and pretty mild- with a wind that was supposed to pick up later in the day.  


May 2nd, 2020  – Race Day

We got up around 6 the morning of the ultra. I wanted to shower, have coffee, enjoy a bowl of oatmeal, and feel relaxed.  My goal was to be in Marine City by 7 am.  We took off at 7:10 am.  Each of us carried a water bottle.  I did not want to wear the hydration pack if I didn’t need to.  We were going to loop back and end 12 miles near our car, so I would have a chance to fuel up.  

The First 12 Miles Were Awesome

We both focused on keeping my pace pretty slow. My goal was to move back and forth between 10:00-10:15 pace.  A few high 9 minute miles were okay, but the goal was to take it easy for quite a while.  I had heard that it was more about effort than pace.  So far, I felt like I was barely moving, and life felt really good.

After taking two days off and having a pretty light mileage week I was really It was so different from a typical marathon or shorter distance race where I watch the clock to make sure that I am going fast enough.  

The water was packed with fishermen in boats.  The water looked so crowded. On the right side, I saw Algonac State park and noticed how empty it was.  We also noticed a Porta Potty collection that captured our attention.  

Deep Thoughts

I remember about 6 miles in and I had a really deep thought.  I thought it might be too early for deep thinking, but I decided to let my mind turn it over a few times.  I realized that I needed to do two things differently as a parent.  1).  I needed to be more intentional about making sure that I cultivate an open relationship with my kids, in particular, my daughter so that as they get older, they will feel comfortable coming to me about anything. 

I know I have told them that I want them to come to me no matter what, but as I gazed forward, I wondered if I was creating a culture that would facilitate that.  I definitely thought about this for the next few miles and decided that I needed to work on this more when I returned home. 

2). And secondly, We need to start role- playing more at home.  When the kids were younger, my husband and I made a habit of not just telling them what to do in certain situations but showing them how to respond when something happened at school.  Role-playing always offered an opportunity for a lot of laughs, but at the same time providing very specific strategies that could be immediately applied.


Venturing Out on My Own

When the 12 miles were up, I was sad that Nate would be driving home, but I felt good.  I ate a Lara bar, adjusted the hydration pack, and was ready to take on the streets where I grew up. Born in Marine City, I was excited to run the town.  Growing up, I was the opposite of a runner.  As I glided down Water street, and past so many familiar locations,

I remember crossing the bridge over the Belle River thinking about how much my younger self would have never imagined that I would consider running 40 miles. 

I used to do anything I could to avoid running. I remember the famous 12 minute run in gym class when I was in high school. It didn’t matter how far you went, or how slow you went, you had to run for 12 minutes to get an A. Somehow I mustered up the will to run for 12 minutes.  Today, I would run for over 7 hours. 

Being Spontaneous About the Course

The unique thing about a virtual race, is that it can be done anywhere, and as a runner you get to decide the course. I chose to venture on the bike path that would end up at East China park.  It was quiet, but it was gorgeous, and the weather could not have been better.  It was 60 and breezy.  I was in shorts and a t-shirt and felt amazing.  I kept trying to find the perfect podcast to listen to and for some reason felt like I was striking out.  They were okay, but nothing really allowed me to settle in and enjoy what was in my ears.  It was too early for music.  For some reason, I didn’t mind it too much. 

Maybe that was because I was so focused on the excitement of the weather and the fact that I was able to not worry about my watch, and just glide down the streets and inhale the opportunity to run.  

Ankle Issues at Mile 18

Out of nowhere, my ankle started to hurt around mile 18.  It wasn’t a sharp pain but didn’t feel right.  I stopped a few times, consumed some more water, and got back to it.  There were a few moments where concern crossed my mind.  But, something told me not to be worried.  A few miles later I had made it to the bridge in St. Clair. The bridge was starting to go up, so I knew I had an opportunity to stop and wait if I was interested. 

However, I thought to myself, “Why are you waiting?  Keep going.  Run around the Boat Harbor Parking lot”. 

I Thought I had More Food

I was at about 24 miles and getting really tired.  I was looking forward to a break at the house and some much-needed fuel.  Somehow I thought I had packed more in my hydration pack than I had.  I had more than enough water, but the food was pretty scarce.  

Marathon 30 Complete

As I rounded the last of two streets before my house, I looked down at my watch and realized I had officially completed my 30th marathon!  26.2 miles were finished! 

It was at that moment when as I do in every marathon, I fell in love with the distance.  I couldn’t wait for the next opportunity to line up at a marathon starting line. 


Aid Station Break

I kept my watch running as I walked into my house (aka the aid station) and went about the business of refueling and even changed my shirt and sports bra.  It was nice to be in fresh clothing.  My husband made me some Gatorade, I had a few sips of coffee and ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  It was to die for!  I realized that at least 12 minutes had passed, so I needed to get back out there. 

13.5 miles remained in my 40-mile race.  In some ways, it felt like I had hardly any miles left.  But my 11-year-old son confidently assured me I still had a way to. 

Virtual Signs

Throughout the 40-miles my friend Kayla sent my pictures of signs that I would have been so excited to see in a regular race!  They were perfect and made me feel like I really had the best support system! 

Hitting a 50K Distance

The wind had started to pick up. I decided to go north and venture towards Marysville.  Starting to run again felt slow and sloppy.  I struggled to move.  I had decided that I was going to break the 13.5 miles into two different parts.  When I got to mile 30, I turned around, I started to feel okay again. 

I remembered that 31 miles has been the longest I have ever gone at one time and I was almost there. 

A Fantastic Surprise

Much to my surprise in the distance, I made out three figures holding a sign!  As I got closer my enthusiasm climbed! Fellow runner from our local running club Andy and his two kids were out holding a sign and cheering me on!  Andy’s presence along with his kids was a gift.  After taking a few minutes to say, “Hi”, I realized how much I benefit from the gestures of other people.  I felt a renewed strength and couldn’t help but smile all the way back to my house.  

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6 More To Go

As  I made my way up the driveway, I realized that I had about 6 more miles to run.  I needed to quickly use the bathroom and wanted to re fuel again.  I was ready for pretzels, gummy bears, Gatorade, coffee, and just about anything I could get my hands on.  As my husband worked hard to prepare snacks I felt blessed.  I realized that unlike other distances, the ultra is about community.

  I have always been a pretty solo runner, and am not used to depending on other people to get through a run.  Man, it felt good to lean into the help I was being given.  

A Mile With My Kids

My kids told me that they would be willing to run a mile and a half with me.  This sounded great!  As we settled back onto the road, the funniest thing happened.  My sons on both sides of me started a speed walking contest with each other.  I couldn’t stop laughing.  The first half of the mile was great, but the second half was really tough! It was into the wind, I looked down at my watch and my effort level came nowhere near matching my pace.  I felt like we were crawling. 

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The Wind- The Impossible Wind

I said goodbye to the troops and was on my way.   I had around 4.5 miles left to go.  Some of it had to be into the wind.  The wind was uncanny.  It felt like nothing I had run in before. As I headed into town I knew I only had about 4 miles to go, but felt like I was beginning to sink deeper and deeper into the rut of the wind.

I was staggering back and forth slow enough to text, so I sent Kayla and my husband messages complaining about the wind.  Sure enough, Kayla immediately sent encouraging words. 

The Gift of Community

And, within about 6 minutes after a text to Nate had been sent, I saw my husband on his bike riding towards me.  I still continue to be amazed that he jumped on his bike and came to me.  His presence was a gift. I immediately felt calmer and figured out how to gather myself even though the weather felt impossible. For the next 2 miles, Nate rode next to me as I did a slow combination of walking and running.  At just over a mile left to go he took off for home so that he could be there when I crossed the finish line. 

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I Could See The Finish-line

As I rounded the corner, I saw the family at the end of the driveway.  My husband was cheering and ready with the phone to take pictures. 

My daughter had her arm stretched out with two medals and my two boys were holding a finish line made of a strip of toilet paper.  

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I Shattered the Glass

8 hours and 1 minute or running clock (7 hours and 4 minutes of actual moving time), I crossed the finish line and broke the tape.  I was a two-time ultra-marathon runner, had completed my 30th marathon, and shattered the glass.    

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Survival Guide

The World Needs Your Story

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Basic survival guides include instructions on how to find and purify water, start and tend a fire, build a temporary shelter, read a compass, hunt and find food, successfully cook food over a campfire, dress a wound and learn how to tie a knot.


Daily survival looks different for everyone. Some people are literally or figuratively in need of finding a way to start a fire, make a suitable shelter, or figuring out a way to find north on a compass.

Some people are in search of ways to overcome what feels like impossible physical, mental, emotional, or spiritual struggles.

Whatever your challenge, keep fighting. Don’t give up. One day you will tell your story of how you’ve overcome a part of your life, and, it will become part of someone else’s survival guide.


Our history, communities, friends, family and faith are packed with stories, or survival guides for immediate use. Jeremiah 33:3 reinforces the idea that we can use His word as a guide to help us survive. He tells us, ‘Call to Me and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things, which you do not know.’


This post comes from a devotional series called 4:00 AM Faith. It is written each morning and sent in a condensed format to several people. If you are interested in receiving a daily faith boost, email me at lmcdonell2001@yahoo.com