Running For My Life



Before I even opened Running for My Life, I knew that it was a story with a happy ending.  I made it to the part where Lopez was traveling to America to meet the couple that would be his adopted/foster parents before I peeked ahead and looked at all the pictures.  If you can stand it, I recommend waiting until the book has ended to check out the pictures in the middle.  So many surprises are ruined if you peek ahead too early. 

When I was in the middle of Lopez’s story, it was so hard to believe the wonderful things that would happen in his life.  The tragedies he witnessed as a child were unthinkable.  I cried as I imagined my own child undergoing even a fraction of his pain and suffering.  The heartbreak and hardship Lopez survived was astonishing, but it is his resilient spirit and love for God throughout it all that totally won me over.  The anticipation of watching God’s plan unfold in his life was so strong, that I could hardly put the book down.   
Lopez writes in such a matter of fact way.  He doesn’t apologize for thoughts or fears he had.  He doesn't sugar coat his reality.  And he doesn't place blame or hold resentments. The ways in which he describes the times of change in his life and the thoughts and feelings he had through it all are heartbreaking at times and hilarious at others.  

The timing of this book is no accident.  It was so exciting to see Lopez run in the Olympic trials and see his time in the men's 5000m in London.  God's hand is over all of this.  It's not about winning or losing or even running.  It's about the fact that God can use anyone, from anywhere in this world, to make an impact and effect change in the lives of others.  From the lowest of lows, God can lift us up and use us to glorify His Name.  The inspiration is in hearing Lopez give God the glory for it all.  I highly recommend this book, and I highly recommend watching the Men's 5000m Final on August 11.


Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Booksneeze. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255. 

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