My sister Peggy Lively and I just completed our 16th marathon in our 16th state. We have high hopes of completing one in all 50 states. We are often asked, “Why in the world are y’all doing this crazy thing?”. Honestly, we just fell into it. Maybe I shouldn’t use the word “fall” when talking about marathons. But truly, we’ve sorta gone into this adventure blindly (hmmm, another poor word for safely accomplishing 26.2 miles). Before my first marathon, I had never run in ANY race. Well, I do remember the three-legged race on field day in elementary school, and that wasn’t very pretty, at all. Peggy and I can’t explain it; something came over the both of us at the same time and within only minutes, we both decided to “just do it”. And so, the 50 marathons in 50 states began.
With this being number “sweet sixteen”, I took a moment to think about the marathons to date, and these are the things we have gained in this journey:
Togetherness. Our marathon weekends, believe it or not, are therapeutic for the both of us. We cover a lot of ground even sitting in our hotel room as we listen to each other’s triumphs and trials of life. We laugh a lot, and we cry too. Also, throughout the weekend and the race, we pray for the particular state we are in. We pray for ministries, schools, communities, government, marriages, and families. The 26.2 miles cover not only the roads within the cities we walk, but our words reach heaven’s throne with fervent faith. These extra long treks have helped me understand the meaning of “persevering in prayer” (from Eph. 6:18), and it helps me stay the course when I get back home.
Outreach. “And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds” (Hebrews 10:24). Both Peggy and I have come to realize that the marathon weekends are about much more than the 5 1/2 hour-ish trek on marathon day. It’s about the people we meet (airplane passengers, hotel managers, marathon participants) and the friends and family we visit (old neighbors, nieces and nephews, ministry partners). I will not be able to express in a small paragraph the giant things God has done in and through our travels. Our hopeful goal each time we go to these cities is to spread the love of Christ and encourage others in their own personal journey. Just like a marathon, life is not a feel-good-all-the-time-experience, and if Peggy and I can help encourage someone even a little bit, we call it a successful weekend. In our different travels, we’ve met complete strangers and they are now dear friends. We’ve reconnected with people from years past. As a result, the blessings of these relationships have been immense. I’m excited for what’s in store.
Adventure. I must add here that our dear mother sends Peggy and me off with some spending money each and every trip. Bless her for making these trips doable. She supports “our mission”, which is real simple: live full, love well, and pray much. With that being said, who knew we would go to a World Series game in St.Louis, or see the Grand Canyon in AZ, or peer out into the Atlantic ocean in Maine, or go to the Dairy Queen in North Dakota? That’s pretty awesome for this introvert who loves her comfy chair in the confines of her own four walls! I’m thankful for each of these trips and eager for more. God knew I needed to GET UP and GO FORWARD…to His people and to His world. I’m thankful for the privilege.
I finish these memorable moments with an encouraging word for your very own marathon of life. Hear the Forerunner say:
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:1-2