a great cloud of witnesses page 2 by ric Gustafson
Charlie stretched his legs and tried to relax. He noticed the other runners were doing the same routine. This was his first twelve mile race. It was very hot out. He had doubt about finishing the race.
The gun went off and he began to run in the middle of the pack. Because of the heat, at three miles he dropped out of the pack. He was already thirsty. Up ahead, he noticed a water station. He stopped under the tent.
A grizzled old man handed him a cup of cold water.
Charlie quickly drank the water. " Thank you".
" Your welcome". He handed another runner a cup of water. " My name is Noah".
Charlie scratched his chin. " Noah?".
" I'm here to give you encouragement".
Smiling, Charlie ran out of the tent with renewed vigor.
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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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