I had the most incredible privilege to run in our nations capital tonight. I read the Gettysburg address from the wall at the Lincoln memorial, saw the mythical horsemen guarding the bridge crossing the Patomac, saw the Washington monument lit and visible for miles, the capital building with its distinctive dome, the front entrance to the Whitehouse (from the lawn at the mall), and ran in 70 degrees and low humidity. Sasha would get a kick out of the fact that I ran my first 1.5 miles in a pair of Crocs. My son had worn my only pair of running shoes to go to the Lincoln memorial with friends.
There is something powerful about the place. Especially after what I witnessed today on that great mall. The reflection pond today reflected not only the great monuments to those who laid our nations foundation and the symbols of the principles which made it strong, but also that patriotic crowd which surrounded it today with prayers and cheers, laughter and tears (I really didn't mean to make that ryhme...) and hope that "we the people" can somehow return to that granite foundation upon which our country was laid, namely the God of heaven and earth who created us. 8/28 was will be remembered by many as the day that a simple talk radio guy led a crowd of several hundreds of thousands to the conclution that the hope for our nation does not lie in a party, a candidate, or a politics at all but rather in the hands of a mighty, powerful, gracious, just, and loving God. His call today was not to political action in the streets but to spiritual actions on our knees and through Faith, Hope, and Charity lived out in our daily lives.
Time: 7:15 pm Total Time: 1:48:29
Temp: 82 Humidity: 54% | 