5K cancelled for Frieda
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Last Thursday my friend gave me the sad news that her mother had one to two months to live and yesterday her mother went to meet her Maker. It's a story of loving grace, perfect timing and unbelievable love. I have watched many, many people begin to gather around this family as they grieve their loss, celebrate her life and the peace that she now finds with Jesus.
For the brief few years that I have known Grandma Frieda she has always shown utmost care and concern for her children and grandchildren. Safe travels, good health, success in school, happy relationships and peace with God are all things she has shown desire for toward those she loved. A gentle, "I've been better" were her words when the rapidly progressing cancer racked her body with pain.
And then I look at my life. My priorities. Each day I jump out of bed and head to the gym, or hit the pavement. I'm in training I tell myself. Must have a good workout. Must eat right. Get rest. Drink water. It feels like I am turning everything around to be about me. I started my journey toward good health with good intentions. I want to be healthy for my family. But somewhere I have lost the balance I need in my life. God, family, country, community..... me. That is the way it should be but lately my workouts are taking over. I'm doing my half in two weeks and want to be tip top, so it is for a season.
I look at Freda's life and then at mine. Such a contrast. I am blessed to know her and will cherish the memory.... and the example that she has been to me. I will work to balance it out, watch my priorities. This Saturday I had planned to do a 5K with my friend. We also planned lunch out and then to go cheer my running buddy on in the Warrior Race, filled with obstacle courses, viking hats, turkey legs and beer for the contenders. Ironically Frieda's memorial service is right in the middle of the day. It is a good reminder for me of what is important. I am grateful to give up my race, lunch and cheering my friend on to be a part of something bigger and way more important. It isn't all about me; it's about being there for others. Humbly I will follow and the running will wait.