Unfortunately, I don’t have a picture, but I can share another victory in the process of Justin’s recovery. There was a fund-raising “walk-a-thon” event at school today. Justin was able to complete four laps, running most of the time!

As Justin rounded his third lap, he was red-faced and winded. I told him that it was okay to take a break. He said, “No, mom, I can do it!”

This is a huge step for Justin, considering he could not stand or walk only three and a half months ago. He was exhausted afterward and went right to sleep when we got home. I am enjoying a moment to myself, heating achy muscles and thinking about Justin’s illuminated smile, bright against a gray sky, as he came to the finish.

I can’t help but also think about another race. The race of faith. Grace be with you, my friends.

Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was 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)

 I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. Now there is in store for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will award to me on that day—and not only to me, but also to all who have longed for his appearing. (2 Timothy 4:7-8)