Monday, August 16, 2010

Cory's Project

Back when our world started to change, Cory and I decided that we were going to start looking harder for creative ways to reach out from our comfy cocoon to the world around us. What had once been a blurry notion that there were many suffering people out there somewhere started to come sharply into focus. Once that image was fixed in our hearts, the only thing left to do was something. Anything. Our understanding began to shift from knowing to acting. Gone were the days of chalking it all up to blessings undeserved. It wasn't good enough, and we knew it.

The thing about it is, once you hear God speak very specifically, you can't pretend that it didn't happen. And when He starts in with what seems a little like crazytalk, when things get so jumbled up and weird that you might be tempted to tell yourself that you're just not thinking clearly, that's when it really starts to get interesting. Especially if you happen to be Cory.

Because if you happen to be Cory, that's when you end up training for a half-marathon.

Homes has not run since High School, and I should know, because I'm the expert on Not Running.

{Gratuitous Runner's Calves Shot}

He's doing the work, putting in the time. He is running for World Vision, on behalf of Africans whose very lives hinge on clean water and basic nourishment.

In just a few weeks, he'll run the Chicago half-marathon, along with his brother and sister-in-law.

I'll be there, doing my thang, cheering them on and maybe eating some salsa.

I'm proud of my Honey for saying yes to something that seemed so impossible, so positively funny, all those months ago. I'm inspired by his willingness to sacrifice in such a personal way.

*For anyone itching to get involved, you can go here to donate to the cause.