Finley and the Gift of Brave.

Today is my birthday. I’ve had 54 of them now, so you think I’d get bored with them. But there’s always a “brand new” that happens when I think about the whole idea of a celebration of one’s arrival to this thing called life. And just when I think I’ve learned all there is to learn, or received all there is to receive, God is good to show me He’s not finished with the gifts and the growing.

And this birthday, He’s giving the gift of brave.

Finley

Earlier this week, I received a perfect birthday gift. His name is Finley, and he’s a precious 3-year old Aussie who celebrates his own birthday in just a couple of weeks. He’s so adorable. I could sit and stare at his photos for hours. I may never get to meet him in person, but this precious little man has already changed my life in a very big way.

Finley is a valiant warrior. His mom, Louise wrote this about him:

Just thought that I would introduce Finley. He was matched yesterday with Ronne Rock. Finley will turn 4 years old in just over 3 weeks time. Finley was born with a very rare chromosome disorder. There are less than 250 diagnosed cases worldwide.

 

Finley has extremely low muscle tone and we were told that he would likely never walk. He learned to walk just a few weeks before he turned 3 years old. Due to the low muscle tone and extra movement/deformity of his ankles, Finley cannot run and likely never will.

 

Finley cannot talk and cannot eat. He faces an uphill struggle but we are incredibly lucky to have him in our lives. We feel so blessed that someone, somewhere, will be running for Finley. You can follow Finley’s journey at facebook.com/thisisfinley.

 

I run for

Finley is my running buddy. We were matched as part of a program called I Run 4, a nonprofit that matches those who run with those who can’t. It’s such a simple and precious way to create community, and the 1 Run 4 Facebook wall is full of photos and encouraging messages and prayer requests.

Finley is MY valiant warrior. Because he’s teaching me to be brave right now.

You see, I’ve not yet gotten to run once for Finley. A strange searing pain in my right leg sent me reeling on September 9th. I’ve been hobbling about, certain the pain would go away – that it was a cramp or a catch. I tried to manage it myself, partially because I pride myself on being a tough chick and partially because the horrible voice of fear reminds me of how my mom died (when breast cancer came back like a vengeance and found its way into her leg bones). I’ve pretended like things are absolutely, positively OK.

But Finley is brave. And I know Finley would say “It’s OK to be afraid. But it’s not OK to not be OK anymore.”

running

So there have been x-rays and there has been an MRI. There are now mandatory crutches. And on Monday, there will be two screws in my hip. That searing pain wasn’t a cramp or a catch. It was a stress fracture that has crept its way through half of one of the bones. The crutches will remain for a season as I heal. I’ll have to slow down. Every part of me. Every single bit of me that’s used to running – the quick to go and quick to work and quick to plan part of me.  Eventually, there will be running on streets and trails for Finley. And eventually the other parts of me may be allowed to run again too.

But for now, the running looks like faithfulness, quietness, appreciation, patience.  My running looks a lot like Finley. What a precious thought – my little valiant warrior is running for me. He’s given me brave. Happy birthday to me.

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About Ronne Rock

Ronne Rock’s heart finds its strongest beat where beauty and pain collide – because hope always finds us in the shattered places. There’s more than 30 years of marketing and communications experience in her bones, and she finds great joy in sharing leadership wisdom as a regular contributor to Orange Leaders and QARA. But more often than not these days, she's with the vulnerable in difficult places around the world, gathering stories that change stories. Find Ronne's words in "For You, Love" the prayer journal that invites you to respond, and in Everbloom, a collection of stories from the Redbud Writers Guild. She is currently writing, "Building Eden: Principles of a Grace-Filled Leadership that Restores and Redeems." 

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12 thoughts on “Finley and the Gift of Brave.”

  1. I will pick up the torch for you tomorrow. My allergies and lungs can’t handle running so this year I walk. I will be walking a 10k…I plan to finish in under 1:40…hoping for 1:30.

    I spent over a year not pushing myself and it has paid off in ways that only “being still” can give me. I pray this experience gives you the encouragement and strength for your next season.

  2. As a runner I know what you are going through. It is so hard to be forced to sit still. I pray for a quick recovery. I love though how you were going to run for Finley (and once healed up will be). What a beautiful thing to do. I will have to take a look at this organization and see if I can run for someone. And what a wonderful warrior to have beside you, to remind you to stay strong, even if he is only there virtually. Happy Birthday!

  3. So sorry to hear about this! Praying for you Ronne. I took care of a little girl named Abby for the last 3 days @ the hospital who is very much like Finley. What a cutely 😀

  4. Oh my! Keeping you and Finley in my prayers! I’ll start calling you “Metal Momma” or maybe The Bionic Woman. Take care, my friend.

  5. I’m so bummed for you, in pain for you, and frustrated for you. But fallow seasons, healing seasons, are so, so essential to the life of the runner – metaphorical or literal. Be at rest. Breathe. Use the time as it’s meant to be used: a time to let the ground heal and rest before a brand new, unimaginable harvest. Praying for you. So glad Finley is with you on this journey, and that you’re with him in a particularly special way right now. Most of our buddies understand all too well the frustration of not being able to keep up, of being forced to sit out the season… We run for them because we can. But healing with them is another kind of unique fellowship. I know his spirit is lifted by simply not being alone.

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