I’ll Never Again Run Alone

My friend Callie has been on an amazing journey recently. Like Brennan and Kandace (and every other human being that’s ever lived) Callie is one more living testimony to the fact that God’s grace is understood and appreciated to the degree that you know your own desperation and helplessness:

This was so much bigger than me and I had to let go – give up control to, well, God I guess. That’s what I was thinking the day after my initial diagnosis when I tried to run away from cancer. On that run, I imagined that the unknown was nipping at my heels and I was barely keeping one step ahead of it. Everything about my world was magnified on this run – much like it was when I sat in my car trying to make sense of the week’s events and every emotion overtaking me. And I felt very small – like I could just slip in between the snow crystals glistening and gradually melting at the edge of the sidewalk. Every footfall seemed to harmonize with my beating heart and rhythmic breath. I finished the run feeling an odd sense of blessing.

That night, I wrote about it. And when I did, I uncovered something unexpected. I learned that on that run, I wasn’t running away from cancer as much as I was running toward God. I gave up and gave in. The rest was in His hands.

Read the whole thing here.