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Purple Flowers, Central Park 14

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Our friend Nancy Eng MacNeill received a liver transplant in May, 2014. As part of her rehabilitation, she trained for a half-marathon with other transplant recipients. Her husband, Bruce joined her. Her children supported her. The half-marathon occurred today.

We could not go to Seattle to watch Nancy and Bruce and Team Transplant. We could not stand and cheer. We could not welcome them at the end of their Half Marathon. So Tricia and I walked in New York. We walked 13.1 miles during the day – not consecutively. But we walked in friendship, in thanksgiving, in hope.

And when we paused in Central Park, we spotted these purple flowers.

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30 November
Central Park
Manhattan, New York

 

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Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia

All of us go down to the dust; yet even at the grave we make our song: Alleluiaalleluiaalleluia.

These words always move me during memorial services.

They give thanks for God’s gift of life.

They defiantly proclaim resurrection.

They offer a reminder that love and life remain stronger than death even in our moments of deepest grief.

All of us go down to the dust; yet even at the grave we make our song: Alleluiaalleluiaalleluia.

These words wash over me with new meaning today.

Nancy and Mark MinneapolisA friend received a life-giving transplant in the early hours of Friday morning. And I give thanks.

But I also know my friend received this gift because someone I will never know died.

And that someone and that someone’s family, in an act of unbreakable love and incredible courage and astounding grace, chose life for others.

And as tears well in my eyes, the words echo again and again and again in my soul: Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

And I trust my family knows that when my time comes, any part of me that can be used, should be used. Here’s one site for information about organ and tissue donation.

All of us go down to the dust; yet even at the grave we make our song: Alleluiaalleluiaalleluia.

See you along the Trail.

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