The ship barn, crafted of redwood and ironbark, survived the flames. Moose opened the barn window to see a blackened world of destroyed crops and homes.
“And every living substance was destroyed which was upon the face of the ground, both man, and cattle, and the creeping things, and the fowl of the heaven; and they were destroyed from the earth: and Noah only remained alive, and they that were with him in the ark.”
—Genesis 7:23 KJV
As smoke from a nearby forest fire filled the air one morning, neighbors laughed it away as just another foggy day. They scoffed at Moose and June’s invitations to join them inside the shelter. Watching forest animals stroll into the ship barn made for a great punch line.
“And the Lord said unto Noah, Come thou and all thy house into the ark; for thee have I seen righteous before me in this generation.”
—Genesis 7:1 KJV
Three things, no, four, June knew that Moose loved: the Lord, herself, the ocean and nature. When Moose presented his plan to build their barn using the blueprint for his dream ship, June agreed quickly. They would live in the ship barn while constructing their ranch home.
“These are the generations of Noah: Noah was a just man and perfect in his generations, and Noah walked with God.”
—Genesis 6:9 KJV
“Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.”
—Matthew 1:23 KJV
“He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?”
—Micah 6:8 KJV
Blessings overflowed after Caleb and Rosita invited the community to worship in their barn until a peaceful resolution could be reached with the town mayor.
“And God is able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work:”
—2 Corinthians 9:8 KJV
Storehouse blessings:Malachi 3:10.
“Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it.”
—Malachi 3:10 KJV
I’ve never run a marathon. I started running in college, primarily for weight control. I’d go off to college, gain weight, come home for the summer, run through my neighborhood, then off to college, repeating the cycle.
At college, dorm life and weather defeated my attempts to run in any routine—the word ‘treadmill’ only brought to mind a frantic hamster. As a social connection, I often chose a mac ‘n’ cheese cafeteria meal over a sweaty run. I also didn’t have the money or knowledge to start with the proper tool—shoes. You can’t run without comfortable, cushioned shoes. Just don’t do it.
After graduating, I was able to set my schedule, invest in shoes, and educate myself on method. A daily run became as essential as breakfast in my hectic schedule. I soon set a personal goal of running a marathon by age 50. I started small; working up to half-marathons.
I wouldn’t trade my running experiences for a pre-race carbo-load mac ‘n’ cheese dinner with Frank Shorter. I’ve wept, I’ve forgiven, I’ve quit, I’ve stumbled; I’ve sang, I’ve remembered, I’ve gloried, I’ve dreamed. My first official race—five miles—I crossed the finish line last.