REFLECTIONS FROM A ’47 ROADSTER

Posted: January 3, 2019 by coachwestbrook in Uncategorized
JANUARY 2, 2019 (WEDNESDAY)

This is probably hard to believe for some (or most) of the people who know me, but the fact is…for most of my runs in which 99.9 percent are run alone (which I prefer), I talk to God.  I assume he hears me, but I don’t know for sure.  I would like to say that I have a conversation with God, but I don’t think he talks back to me.  I’m not real sure about that either.  I have thoughts darting into my head, and that may be God talking to me.  I just don’t know.  If it is God, it can get pretty interesting. 

My runs lately are slightly different.  Now, not only do I talk to God, but I talk to my son, Casey.  I share his humor, we share memories.  I tell him how much I love him.  I tell him how proud I am of his good heart, his intelligence, his curiosity. his creativity, his passion for his art, his love for his family…especially for his mother and especially for his daughter, Sera.

Today was Casey’s birthday.  Casey is walking with God.  I’ll see you later, son.

 

  

 

 

 

 

Comments
  1. Truman Smith says:

    I had no idea! Sorry and happy at the same time.

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