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God on Boylston Street

At 2:43 PM last Monday, I took out my iPhone and made a 13 second video of the finish line. I was standing on the northeast corner of Exeter and Boylston in Boston. My wife had completed the marathon a few minutes before, so I was taking in the atmosphere around the finish line before I went to meet up with her. I was proud of her, amazed that anyone could run 26 miles. There was no hurry, because she would be tied up for the next hour … rehydrating, getting a massage, basking in the glory of finishing the world’s most prestigious marathon. So, I sauntered slowly eastward on Boylston Street. I paused at the finish line and watched more runners cross. They were exhausted, but jubilant … and I was happy for them.


Newtown and Advent

On Monday morning, I left the house early. The last person I said goodbye to on my way out the door was Sophie, my 6-year-old. I had to get down on one knee to look her in the eye and take in her wide smile (which is missing a few teeth). She’s a cutie. So eager to love and hug. So excited to take on the day, whatever day it is. So little. So fragile. As I hugged her, I was overcome with the thought that only 3 days before, a man walked into an elementary school and murdered 20 Sophies. What did he see on their faces as he burst into their classroom? How many of them were smiling just seconds before … probably with the precious teeth-missing smile only true of a 6-year-old?


When Leaders Die

When I heard about the passing of Steve Jobs yesterday evening, for some reason it struck a chord of emotion in me in a way that isn’t typical when I learn of the death of someone famous. The emotion I felt when Bill Bright died was more intense (I wept), but there was something similar in my feelings last night. I’m trying to pinpoint what it is, and I think I’ve identified it. When someone dies who has helped shape a generation, there is both a sense of loss and a sense of wonder as to who will step up to fill their shoes. Who will be next in line to take great risks? Who will cast bold vision? Who will winsomely but doggedly change the way millions of people see the world? I guess what I’m saying is that I mourn the loss of leaders.