Last fall, I wrote about how hard it is to let go—of the treadmill when I’m running on it, and of other things we might not even realize we have firmly in our grasp.
In this blog post, I also wondered if I would ever feel God’s pleasure when I run, or if that feeling was reserved for Olympians who refuse to race on Sunday. (I was referring, of course, to Eric Liddell and his famous quote in Chariots of Fire: “I believe God made me for a purpose, but he also made me fast. And when I run I feel His pleasure.”)
