Most of those running or walking #megsmiles in memory of Meg have never met her, but her story could be the story of any runner anywhere.
Runners love early morning runs. Most of us have busy lives and a run starts the day off right. Meg died on her last morning run, with her loving husband at her side.
I don't think it's a coincidence that the music on the radio on this cold, blustery Saturday morning reflected Meg's life. When I got into my car, "Let All Things Now Living" was playing.
Let all things now living a song of thanksgiving
To God the creator triumphantly raise.
Who fashioned and made us, protected and stayed us,
Who still guides us on to the end of our days.
God's banners are o'er us, His light goes before us,
A pillar of fire shining forth in the night.
Till shadows have vanished and darkness is banished
As forward we travel from light into light.
His law he enforces, the stars in their courses
And sun in its orbit obediently shine;
The hills and the mountains, the rivers and fountains,
The deeps of the ocean proclaim him divine.
We too should be voicing our love and rejoicing;
With glad adoration a Song let us raise
Till all things now living unite in thanksgiving:
"To God in the highest, Hosanna and praise!"
Our group of runners and walkers numbered just under 50 people, including a baby riding in a stroller and a baby riding inside a mom-to-be.
We were all drawn to the story of the young mom who put her kids on the bus and took off with her husband on an early morning training run on Monday, January 13.
But God knew. God's timeline doesn't always match our desires. Although Meg's family and friends wanted her to stay, God called her home.
Most of our group were runners, members of the Lynchburg Road Runners Club. A few of us were walkers for one reason or another. All of us gave at least two miles to #megsmiles on a Saturday morning when it would have been easy to stay inside where it was warm. Why? Because we were called - called to run or walk, called to share Meg's story, called to be part of God's bigger plan.
When I got into my car after walking two miles, "Faithful to Me" was on the radio.
You have told me, Lord what pleases You
To act justly and love mercy and walk humbly too
I'm reminded of the things
You've always said were in Your heart
I know that I have yet to go that far
I want to live my life in glory to You, Lord
That each and every day I'll love You more
I pray I'll die for You, the one that I adore
That someday I may hear the words I hold so dear
"Well done, my child, you have believed
You have been faithful to me"
There are words of truth You long to say
There is healing that may never come unless I pray
There are works of love and courage
That Lord only You can do
I'm willing, oh I yearn to be like You
I want to live my life in glory to You, Lord
That each and every day I'll love You more
I pray I'll die for You, the One that I adore
That someday I may hear the words I hold so dear
"Well done, my child, you have believed
You have been faithful to me"
Rest in peace, Meg Cross Menzies. You have been a good and faithful servant to your God, your family and your friends.I know that one day I will look at You
And I long to see the pleasure in Your eyesI pray I'll die for You the one that I adore
That someday I may hear the words I hold so dear
"Well done, my child, you have believed
You have been faithful to me"
You have been faithful to me"
Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.
