Running

When I was quite a bit younger, I used to run. I remember a time when I ran every morning (almost) with the preacher I worked with in Tennessee. He set the pace and it wasn’t fast, but we ran. I even worked up to the point that I ran the entire loop at Cades Cove in the Smokey Mountains early one April morning. I can’t imagine doing that now. Back then I could eat anything I wanted, or so it seemed and still remain about the same. I haven’t run on purpose since my kids were pretty small. I don’t mind walking or riding a bike, but I’ve lost the love of running. I admire people who run for fun. A good friend of mine used to say, “he couldn’t see what all the fuss was with running, since all runners had this look of pain on their face”!  After the pain comes the gain. I remember loving the feeling AFTER I had run. That was when the endorphins had kicked in and it was an exhilarating feeling. Paul talks to the church in Corinth about the “race of life”. Check this out…

I want to run this race of life at a pace I can keep. My Pacesetter is the Lord. He never leaves my side and He will be the One Who helps me cross the finish line. I need His help daily to make sure I’m training properly and making good choices in this race. I want to hear His words at the finish line…”Well done”!

This race is fully of detours and obstacles. I get tired choosing right sometimes, but I must stay steady and consistent in the race. I can’t quit now, I just need to keep my feet moving in the direction of eternity. If I keep my eye on the PRIZE, I am motivated to keep running even when I’m so very tired. I don’t want to ever, ever give up! I want the Crown of Life eternal at the FINISH LINE!!