Yesterday, in the mail I got my T-Shirt from the half-marathon that was to have taken place in May, the medal and bib number. It was both bitter and sweet. The race was cancelled due to COVID19. As I felt my shirt and looked at my number I wondered how I would have done? I wondered what the weather would have been? I? Then, I remembered I would not have been able to run. The enemy had knocked my legs out from underneath me in what began as a simple root canal. I got my shirt but not the experience.
I began to think about Christians and people in general, how they want the T-Shirt but fail to train. They want the medal without the hard work. They want the Bib number but don't want to pay the price. My relationship with Jesus comes with a price both on my part and certainly it did on His. My relationship with Jesus is a daily discipline. I must train my body, mind and spirit. It's hard work to do what I am called to do at times, rather than just do what I want to do. Many of you hear me. You get it. But, some of you have no idea what I am talking about. You have no idea what you are missing.
Before I ran my first race in 1986 (I was a late bloomer) I had no idea of the adrenaline and excitement I would experience crossing that finish line. The 4 AM's came early and Hardee's coffee got me going. I had a 2 year old and a 5 year old. My attire was my husbands T-Shirt and shorts. No running clothes. No fancy water bottle just me and the pavement and a good friend.
Before I ran my first race in 1986 (I was a late bloomer) I had no idea of the adrenaline and excitement I would experience crossing that finish line. The 4 AM's came early and Hardee's coffee got me going. I had a 2 year old and a 5 year old. My attire was my husbands T-Shirt and shorts. No running clothes. No fancy water bottle just me and the pavement and a good friend.
Today, I still have the good friend. It is not always the pavement I am running on. In fact, more times than not, I am running on the Word of God. I am running on empty of what I've got and hungry for what He has for me. What makes me run the race that Christ has set before me? My love for Him. It's not a new pair of running shoes, but that my feet that are shod with the preparation of the Gospel. I'm not in a runners mindset, but I renew my mind daily by the watering of the Word. Oh, and let's talk about that belt of truth--well it's a lot bigger than it use to be.
ACTION STEP: Get into the race. Get your shoes on. Where do you start? Start with a few scriptures every morning. Find a good book. I suggest "Raising Samuels" by Keith Collins to get you started. https://www.target.com/p/samuels-arising-by-keith-collins-paperback/-/A-78132310
You're not going to feel like running everyday. Run anyways (read the word). You may even get injured or worse, experience an attack from the enemy to your health (been there). But, get up and get your shoes on. Lace them up. Grab the Bible and just run. You'll be glad you did.
See you at the Finish Line.
You're not going to feel like running everyday. Run anyways (read the word). You may even get injured or worse, experience an attack from the enemy to your health (been there). But, get up and get your shoes on. Lace them up. Grab the Bible and just run. You'll be glad you did.
See you at the Finish Line.
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