Triathlon: A Glimpse of the Kin-dom of God

Triathlon: A Glimpse of the Kin-dom of God

Tears welled up in my eyes. No, dirt had not jammed into my eye while biking so fast in last weekend’s Chicago Triathlon. Awe-struck humility had instead descended on me like a dove. Who am I to have the opportunity and ability to swim, bike and run 5150 meters (about...