Jesus, The Risen 1k -aka- The Empty Tomb Trot (3 years running)

Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene went to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the entrance. So she came running to Simon Peter and the other disciple, the one Jesus loved, and said, “They have taken the Lord out of the tomb, and we don’t know where they have put him!”So Peter and the other disciple started for the tomb. Both were running…

That’s from the book of John, chapter 20.

For the last few years, I’ve made a point to run/walk what I think is the same distance they travelled that morning. More on the distance and how I came up with 0.75 miles can be read here. I’ve been calling it the Jesus, The Risen 1k but after a great idea from a friend, it’s now also called The Empty Tomb Trot 🙂

Today I was torn because I wanted to run as a symbol of this blessed morning, but also, it’s 56° and raining sooooo yeah. Before I started the run, one of my dogs, Asia, hinted she wanted to come along.

Asia in the morning

She didn’t know how wet it was going to be. Look at the screen shot below to see how far we made it before she was like, “Nope. Not happening.” Yeah, .05 of a mile. She basically went to the mailbox and back!

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In her defense, I can be little bossy while we’re running, so maybe she just wasn’t in the mood. Either way, I was doing this one alone. While I ran, I thought about the experience from the perspective of Mary and the disciples. Running through town, dodging food carts, grabbing their clothing so they wouldn’t trip over it. In the rush of the moment, did they think to even put on their sandals? Was one of them thinking, gosh I shouldn’t have eaten such a big breakfast? How far off were they when the large stone covering the tomb entrance was in view? They must’ve had a million things going through their minds until they got to the tomb… and then…. Yes, it’s empty. But how? Where is His body? What in the world is happening?

Running this distance in my neighborhood helped to give me a more vivid picture of that morning for them. The sound of feet pattering on the ground. Adrenaline. The town just waking up and people out for their morning errands. In just a few short minutes everything they ever heard Jesus say becoming more clear… and His words, His life, His death, His resurrection, changing the course of history forever.

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What a beautiful morning.

-Out of the Wilderness

I need a brake

At one point in my life, I had recurring dreams about Taylor Swift. Those were the days! But now my consistent dreams are where I’m driving a car and get to a point where I need to slow down but when I go to press the brakes, they baaaaarely work. Like, so bad that sometimes I bump the car in front of me. Or the best case scenario is where I’m pressing them with all my might and I stop just inches away from an accident. 

After a little research, this could mean there’s an area in my life that seems out of control and it’s carrying me away with it. 

What are some consistent dreams you have? Do you think they mean anything? As always, thanks for stopping by! 

-Out of the Wilderness

Effects of coronavirus (in pictures) part 2

Here are a few more pictures I’ve taken to show how a few restaurants have adapted to the new normal. Thanks for stopping by!

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Drive through line at Zaxby’s

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a restaurant with a Netflix movie playing on the big screen… instead of sports

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empty streets that would normally be swarming with people on a nice night

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new “curtain” at McDonald’s

-Out of the Wilderness

A few favorite pictures from 2018

You read that right, these pictures are from 2018. I was going through a folder and found these. I really love how they look and the story they tell. Comment below if you want to know more about any of them… thanks for stopping by!

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-Out of the Wilderness

Every day that goes by…

…I wish I would’ve stolen the toilet paper my sister had sitting on the hood of her car for days. It’s like she was taunting anyone who was running low. Like… “Try me. Come and get it, punks! I dare you.” I may just have to start wiping with dollar bills, quarters would hurt.

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-Out of the Wilderness