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I just stumbled across this. It touched me. I watched it again and it moved me more. Cody...this is for you.
This is a music video about a father and his son. Over twenty years ago Dick Hoyt ran a 5k while pushing his disabled son, Rick, in a wheelchair. They have since competed in over a hundred triathlons and marathons together.
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sometimes words are not enough.
Best post yet. It brings to mind Romans 5:6, "You see, at just the right time, when we were powerless (disabled, unable to do run or finish the race), Christ died (carried and finished the race with us and for) for the ungodly"
How the Father through his Son lifts us from our disabled state and make us feel more than conquerors.
Thank you for reminding me again of just how deep the Father's love is for me. That's why I love you so much. I pray that Father will continue to pour his love into your heart by his Spirit and that it will continue to encourage those whom you touch. Did I say that I love you already. Love you my friend, brother and co-laborer in the gospel
I watched it again then called Abigail, put her on my lap and we watched it together. I hugged her afterwards and told her that I love her but that God loves her more fervently and deeply and faithfully than I could ever.
Yeah, hey thanks, jw. steph made me watch this and then-- get this--she and annie sat there watching me while i watched it. Just to see if i'd cry. And i even sorta knew what it was about before i hit play. So i'm sitting there like, "don't you tear up, you li'l wussy baby! Don't you do it!" and she's just staring at me from the kitchen table with this endearing warm fuzzy quarter-smile going on, and i'm trying to seem interested while detached hoping like heck that my eyes aren't getting puffy and red. Finally it's over and she asks what i thought, and i just stare off in the corner and stroke my chin--like i'm thinking--praying that she'll forget that she asked before i have to clear the frog in my throat, revealing my blubbering soul barely corked beneath it. i think i finally managed a "Huh. Good stuff..." before i cooly sauntered to the W.C. for a Kleenex.
Couldn't have just been born a Klingon; oh no. Had to come with tear ducts installed. So yeah, thanks a friggin' ton for reminding me that i have emotions, you big bully. You could at least properly warn a guy before you pull out the big guns. Crud.
Well, at first I didn't want to comment because I didn't want to sound like an emotional basketcase of a woman. But, after reading all you tough guys getting all emotional, I will share. I watched it twice and cried both times. I even got teary-eyed when I watched Cody watching it. Annie was watching me watch and asked if I was mad. I told her I was watching something very sweet. She crawled up in my lap and kept asking why I was crying. I was so choked up I couldn't answer. I finally explained to her what was going on. She thought it was pretty special. She's a very sensitive, intuitive, caring, loving little girl. Her main comment was regarding how happy it made the son. She noticed the joy he had and the love the father had for him. I can't express how special it was to share that with her. I pray God will continue to mold her and shape her to keep that spirit, and will always remind me about His love, carrying me through life, and giving me joy.
I think I teared up most watching it with Danen.
Now that I think about it...
I teared up most...[sniff]...when I remembered how I would ask my Dad to carry me...[sniff]...I was so tired...so young. He would always pat me on the head and look me in the eye and say reasurringly, "You're legs ain't broken. Quit your whinin' ya big baby!"...[sniff]. Memories.
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