Saturday, January 22, 2011

Being the Turtle Man

"You're the turtle man!" the runner at the post-race activities said.
"What?"
The man introduced himself and began to tell a story of another 10k race several years ago, in which he had been trying catch me for quite a while. We had come upon a turtle right in the middle of the race course. Of course, the turtle had retreated inside its shell while runners sidestepped or jumped the hapless turtle. The man went on to tell that I stopped, picked up the turtle and put it on the side of the road. He seemed so impressed that I would stop my race to remove that turtle-and possible road hazard-from the race course. It was a suruprise to me that he had remembered all that. At the time, I had supposed that everyone was totally into their own race and had paid no attention. I was wrong.

This incident brings to mind that we are witnesses whether we realize it or not. We are ambassadors for what we profess, what we hold dear, Who, and what we stand for. Folk are watching us; folks are following us-to see what we do with the turtles on our course.

"Oh, may all who come behind us find us faithful---"