My husband is an athlete. He enjoys the race and the competition. He likes to win! 

The father of my children and my children are all athletes as well. 

Me… not so much. 

However before we met in person, my husband was under the impression from my social media posts that I am an athlete as well. 

He even referred to me as one once; 
and I took it as the biggest compliment since no one had ever used that word to describe me before — including me. 

Now he knows better. 

Truth is I dabble in things.

 I dabble in yoga, hiking, 

swimming, running, 

walking, and monkey bars ;) 

But I’ve never really been ultra competitive or felt the insatiable need to win. 

Yes, AND with the exception of a couple of seasons of adult recreational soccer for fun when our kids played soccer, I’ve avoided ALL contact sports out of fear of injury and fear of peopling (introvert). 

Last night on the drive home from a Wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with my newly acquired Michigan FAMILY via marriage, my husband and I talked about running THE good race: 

Hebrews 12:1

1 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.

2 Timothy 4:7
7 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 

Galatians 5:7 

7 You were running a good race. Who cut in on you to keep you from obeying the truth?

Habakkuk 2:2
2 Then the LORD replied: “Write down the revelation and make it plain on tablets so that a herald may run with it.

Isaiah 40:31 
31 but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.

THIS is all I long to do with my life. 
Similar to the Los Angeles marathons I once completed, my walk with Christ feels very much the same. 

I don’t feel a need to win, or be decorated with medals (or jewels in my crown that I will happily, lovingly, and reverently lay at the feet of Jesus)! 

I simply want to run a good race and FINISH—longing to hear the words “well done thou good and faithful servant.” Matthew 25:23 

There is so much Joy in the Journey as I run the good race set before me:) 

1 Corinthians 9:24-27 
24 Don’t  you realize that in a race everyone runs, but only one person gets the prize? So run to win! 25 All athletes are disciplined in their training. They do it to win a prize that will fade away, but we do it for an eternal prize. 26 So I run with purpose in every step. I am not just shadowboxing. 27 I discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should. Otherwise, I fear that after preaching to others I myself might be disqualified.
1 Corinthians 9:24-27

Athlete or not, may you run the good race of this precious fleeting life with perseverance, passion, and purpose in every step my Beloved Brothers and Sisters! ♡︎♡︎♡︎


My husband “Chef for Jesus” made THIS glorious salad for Thanksgiving in honor of his Dad, Niel Sr. 


It’s what his father traditionally contributed to the Family Feast. 

It was the first Thanksgiving without his Dad present :( AND the first one that included me :)