I'm excited for this summer—not the usual kind of excited. The reason? I am blessed to have a 2-month sabbatical starting in June. But this extended time off also stirs up a fear in me, as well.
Anyone who interacts with me knows I enjoy exercise. I find it cathartic to go on a run. I’m one of those strange people who, when I need rest or rejuvenation, runs will be on my short list of options. But...
What's your ONE thing? When you get to the end of your life what one word or phrase would you want to define and describe you? If there was simply one way people would remember you after you are gone, what would that be?
Preacher on the Run... 