I don’t know if I’ve recovered yet. Over the weekend, I participated in the Detroit Free Press Marathon, running the half-marathon. But, it’s not a physical recovery that I’m talking about.
The morning of the race, I was up at 3:15, running by 7:15 and crossing the finish line by 9:20. But, I didn’t leave that finish line until 4 hours later as I greeted my team members as they came through and was struck again and again by how many personal accomplishments were reached that day.
I put in over 500 miles in preparation and ran a solid race, but for me it wasn’t about the race, it was about the sweat, the smiles, the pains and the victories of other people that just encouraged me beyond belief.
When you train with people for 26 weeks, you pray together, you cry together, you sweat together, and you ask the question together: Is this all worth it?
And you find that, yes, it really is worth it.
Some people ran, some people walked, but either way they were raising money so that people they don’t even know can have clean water. They ran so that people in Uganda and Kenya don’t have to be as concerned about diseases, birth defects, or abnormalities caused by dirty water brought from sources miles from their home.
Here’s what’s been accomplished so far (as of Oct. 18th):
- $340,000 raised
- 16 wells funded in Kenya and Sierra Leone
- More than 18,250 people will receive clean drinking water
- 5 wells will be drilled in Kenya bringing clean water to 10,000 Pokot, and 11 wells will be drilled in Sierra Leone bringing clean water to 8,250 people.
And, the wells being built are providing opportunities for people to be in those communities who know Christ and to establish churches.
So, yes, they are being given literal water, but also spiritual water.
This is an Emotional Recovery
To see the people who have made all of this possible by being disciplined, by working out, by being faithful, by raising funds and to stand at the finish line and watch them come across, I am still recovering from THAT emotional journey.
I cried, I hugged, I said, “well done,” and I am still reeling from being part of the team that is making an impact that we may never see the fruit of, but God calls us to do something out of our comfort zone and make a difference.
That difference is impacting people in Kenya and Uganda, but it has also impacted our team too. People lost weight, people are eating differently, people are more disciplined and the list goes on.
It was a hot, holy, special day I’ll never forget and I never want to forget, because I was with an unbelievable group of people committed to Christ, committed to a cause, committed to making a difference, and their lives changed my life. I am a blessed man.