A Mile In My Shoes

Or, more accurately, 13.1 of those miles.  This past weekend I officially registered to run the half-marathon in this year’s Chosen Marathon at the end of October.  This is an event that is all about celebrating adoption, and raising money for orphanages and families who are adopting.  Both Tabby and I were planning on participating in their inaugural race back in 2010 to raise money to bring Judah home.  An early training injury and the craziness of moving into a new house while trying to sell our old house took that idea completely off of our radar–until a couple of months ago when a Facebook post by Jen Hatmaker resurrected it.

Like many families, when we found ourselves making that first call to an adoption agency, it was out of obedience to a burden the Lord had put on our hearts.  It wasn’t because we had stacks of disposable income laying around and were thinking, “Hey, you know what we should do with this money?”  Adoption is an expensive proposition, no two ways about it.  For most, it is God-sized.  There were times during the process where the money we needed showed up just as we needed it–and even once just after we mailed a check in faith that the money would come in time to cover it.  We were fortunate enough that finances never held up the already long process of bringing Judah home; but that’s not the case for everyone.

So, even though we’ve got our Cheeky Monkey home now, we’d like do what little we can to help out those families who have opened their hearts to being the forever family for a child in need of one.  Families who might be relying on the money raised from this event to keep the process moving toward the day when that new member is home for good.  There is no official “sponsor me” sign-up, but that’s exactly what I’m fixin-ta-do (that’s Texas-talk) here.  I’ve been training for 2 months now and have logged 144 miles.  By race-day on October 27, I’ll have put more than 550 miles of pavement behind me in preparation for the 13.1 in front of me.  I’ve never run anything longer than a 10k (6.2 miles), and that was back in high school.  This will definitely be a challenge, but it will be worth it to meet other families and hear their adoption stories and hopefully raise some money for them.  I encourage you to go over to Chosen Marathon and see what it is all about; especially the options under the Donate menu.  While it certainly would be easiest for us to collect and make a single donation, it wouldn’t be tax-deductible for you that way.  So you can still pretend to sponsor me–pick a flat amount, an amount per mile, an amount if I finish under a certain time (my goal is under 2 hours), whatever–but your donation will either to to the general race fund, to the ABBA fund, or to a specific team.  I wish there was a short profile for each of the teams who are directly supporting individual families, but there isn’t.  You can see the list here.  If the Lord moves on your heart to support one of those families specifically, then by all means your donation can go toward their team.

If you would like to add fuel to my fire, send an email to adoption@whapham.com and let us know how you can help.  The run is still almost four months away, so expect that I’ll bug you again at some point.  Oh, and, no, that’s not actually a photo of me running. But I’m told I’ve got chicken legs–so it’s probably pretty close.

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