The first time I walked across the country was back in the summer of 2005. That summer, which feels so long ago, I walked from Seattle to DC with a group of people who I will never forget. This summer I am once again blessed to have embarked on this epic journey, this time, starting out in San Francisco with a great group of people from all over the US. As you will probably be able to tell after following our blog, this truly is the adventure of a lifetime. The experiences are one of a kind, and the people are some of the most dedicated defenders of life that you will be able to find. We walk across the country and have a great time doing it.
But what of the hard times, are these struggles worth it? Why do we put up with the blisters? Why do we wake up in the middle of the night to go walk 5-10 miles through mountains with a cold wind forcing us to where hats, gloves, and jackets? Why do we give up our beds, our daily showers, the comforts of home? We do it because we know that our lives are about more than ourselves. We keep going when we don’t have the energy because we have been called to love, we have been called to love like Christ loved us. Fueled by daily Mass and many rosaries we lace up our shoes, get out of the van, and take that step that we don’t think we possibly can take. Then we take another.
It can be easy to do something we love, and it can be possible to love the fact that we’re making a difference. It is even possible to love the work. But when we don’t have the strength ourselves, when we’ve used up our last bit of energy, when we feel “burnt out,” we draw on strength and grace which can only possibly come from God, and we carry on. We will continue to fight, we will continue to walk the walk, and we will continue to be a voice for those who do not have one. We will continue to love.
On this, the 24th anniversary of my mother’s death, I dedicate my summer to the woman who gave me life, the woman who sacrificed her life for mine, the woman who taught me to love as Christ loved us. Kathryn Irene Bathon, February 5, 1953 – June 9, 1987
Central Walk 2011