I was sitting in the chaplaincy office the other day when a colleague came in. He passed on a request that he had received from a patient. We talked about some other work things.
“How are you doing,” my friend said. “How’s the family? How’s your running? Were you training for a marathon or something?”
“That was last fall,” I said. “But I need to get back out. I’m waiting for the weather to turn.”
The conversation went on.
A couple hours later another colleague and I were walking down the hall to different rooms in the same wing of the hospital.
“How’s it going with your running,” she said. We’ve talked about it before. Her brother is a runner.
“I’m way down. But after the weather turns, I’m looking forward to getting out again. I don’t want to be ‘one and done’.”
She smiled and we went our ways.
But I was intrigued. What are the odds that two friends and colleagues would ask the same question two hours apart? I started wondering who was prompting this coordinated nagging attack. But I stopped. Because it didn’t feel like nagging.
And I also understood that the most revealing part of the conversation wasn’t that two people asked the same question, but that I gave the same answer.
“When the weather turns.”
The next day I ran, part of it straight into the 22 mile-per-hour wind. It felt good. Not like obligation, but like opportunity.
I understand that there are no Bible verses in this post. Because I’m not sure what your “running” is when it comes to your spiritual training. But could I ask you a question, just between friends?
“How’s your ‘running’?”
I started a page talking about my own publishing process. It’s drafty, but a couple of people have been asking.