[liberation]

I've talked about freedom.

I've learned about humility.

I've experienced movement.

I've written about liberation theology.

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I'm learning that these things are all the same.

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Today I went on the longest run of my life.

A whopping 5.5 miles.

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Depending on who you are, that may or may not seem like a lot of mileage. No matter what that number means to you, it now means the world to me. It means that I have a capability I didn't think I had. It means that there is something in me that will allow me to run harder, faster, better and stronger than I ever imagined.

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It has released in me a renewed passion for movement.

Movement is liberation.

The freedom to run is just that... a freedom... a privilege... available to some but not all.

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I am liberated by the pounding of my feet on the pavement.

I am freed by the wind blowing with me or against me.

I am reminded of my limits when my knees and ankles hurt.

I am encouraged by the spirit when I feel like I can't keep going...

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I am refreshed. renewed. rejuvinated.

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all because of the Spirit. the Movement. the Liberation.

Moving through me

in me

around me

with me.

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and for your listening pleasure...