On some Thursdays, there are Because of Grace Wholehearted Living Stories:
A stirring perspective from the Boston Marathon by Jennifer Dukes Lee:
I stood shivering and bouncing among 8,000 runners that cool May morning when the gun shot off.
My dad stood at the starting line, pumping his fists in the air. And he would be there again, with my mom and sister, at mile four, and again at mile seven. I remember how proud they were for me, even though I scooted along at the back at the pack.
Bob, a pastor-friend, told me a few days before the race to pay attention while I was running because the half-marathon was more than a race. It was an opportunity to see God.
And so I saw… Click here to read the rest of Jennifer’s story