"And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us..." Hebrews 12:1

 

I think I must know some of how a marathon runner must feel. 

While I am not and never will be a runner, I have watched as they cross the finish line and collapse in utter exhaustion, 

struggling for breath, 

elated and winded. 

Empty of everything but the joy of a task completed, 

a goal accomplished, 

the dream finally a reality. 

Friday I will cross the finish line. 

I will have my Masters in Nursing Education. The reality has not quite settled upon me yet. 

Though I comprehend it, it still seems far away, 

surreal.

I have kept my head down and my eyes on the path right in front of me for so long, finally I can look up, if I but will...