Steve and I are on day two of a month long road trip. We were cruising through the Utah salt flats this morning and a Chris Tomlin song made my eyes leak. White Flag.
“We raise our flag, we surrender, all to you, all for you. We raise our white flag. The war is over. Love has come. Love has won.”
I wasn’t sad about surrendering to Christ. That happened decades ago. (Although, I do have to remember to surrender my fear at times). The tears came because White Flag was the last song on my 3-mile running playlist. When this song played on my iPod I knew my morning run was coming to an end. I miss the feeling of endorphins and a strong healthy body.
This morning my left bicept was shaking under the strain of lifting a coffee cup. The tears roll. It’s happening again as I hold my phone to type this. $@-t. Gah. Pissed.
There will be no white flags surrendering to ALS. Surrounded by the love and support of my family and friends, we press on in gratitude and hope.
Love has won. But the war on ALS is not over. May is ALS awareness month and today Scott began his 2,663 mile trek on the Pacific Crest Trail. Follow his journey on gnarlyriver.com. He’s hiking for ALS awareness, money for research and what I find most endearing, he’s hiking for those of us who can’t.
Would you consider sponsoring Scott on his journey? Ten cents a mile is an easy $26 donation to The ALS Therapy Development Institute.
I’m Forgiven and Free and as Team Gleason says: