Recently I was given the chance to review Running for My Life by Lopez Lomong. Upon receiving the book, I didn't know much about Lomong's story. I knew he was an escape boy soldier, but other than that, this book was to be a surprise.
Lomong tells his story of being kidnapped while his family gathered for church on a Sunday morning. At only 6 years old, he didn't understand what was going on, or the fate that awaited him. Forced into seclusion, he meets three older boys whom he calls his angels. Although these older boys were being trained to fight, their hearts remained soft and one fateful evening, they take Lomong and run. For days they run for home, sustained only by a supernatural force. But rather than making it home, the boys find themselves in a refugee camp in Kenya. Safe, but far from the end of their journey.
Lomong goes on to tell how the Lord guided him even in the camp. Till one day he see Michael Johnson running in the 2000 Olympics and hope is further flamed in his heart. Through a series of incredible events, he is granted the chance to come to America where he finds family and a dream that can only be born from the Lord's heart.
During his time in the US, Lomong discovers his gift of running and uses it to bring to light the atrocities of war in Sudan. There's so much more to Lomong's story that I can't go into here. But one of the things that struck me about his story was his absolute confidence that the Lords was always with him. The books is written with such a confident tone, such extreme belief that the Lord would work all together for good. Despite the betrayals and hardships of this man's journey, he never wavered from the reality that the Lord was with him.
Lomong's story has so completely captured my heart; I can't recommend this book enough. It's deeply touching, inspiring, and will leave you wanting more.
*Disclaimer: I received a free copy of this book for review from BookSneeze. All opinions are my own.