Dusted in gold

We run with endurance, with perseverance, the race that is set before us.  Yes.  Yesterday the priest preached about being Christian in the Middle East.  He hearkened back to training for the original marathon, the athletes shining with gold dust.  Quite a picture.  It sticks with me.  I have many friends who run marathons.  This week there was a run in Chicago which ended in chocolate.  Even to a non-chocoholic, that sounded appealing.  All of us run the race set before us.  I think, to God, perhaps, all of us are dusted in gold.

Yesterday the priest from Egypt

Preached perseverance

Dusted in gold.

I shall have to read Paul*s letters

Again,

All the way through.

Our guest preached perseverance

Dusted in gold.

I have friends,

They run marathons.

Real 10K, 15 K

Marathons.

They run and run and run.

Sometimes there is chocolate

At the end.

They train continually.

They train and train and train.

They persevere

They sweat

They even make running look inviting

To me.

I sometimes think I should run

Like them.

Really I can only run

Like me.

Today I train for my marathon.

It involves final papers

Due for class.

I train for what is set

Before me.

I am dusted in gold

And sweat

And perseverance.

I run the race I entered

At the beginning.

Probably no chocolate

At the end.

But still

Dusted in gold.