…let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
I used to be an athlete. I could beat most of my peers in any type of sprint (we didn’t have track) and I played on my high-school basketball team. I wasn’t that great of a player, but I was extremely competitive and tenacious on the court and I still have some skills that can keep up with my hubby in a game of “horse”. 🙂 Since diagnosed with fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue syndrome, I no longer do anything overly aerobic. I can still shoot hoops with the kids in the driveway, but could never do a pick-up game that involved any kind of running. First of all I am out of shape, and second, my body just can’t handle it. Sometimes I feel like a 37 year old woman trapped in an 80 year old body. Anyone else feel that way?
It seems that a lot of my friends/acquaintances have taken up running. Like serious running. I just had a friend complete a half marathon followed by a full marathon the very next day. Now, I just think that is insanity, but I admire the dedication and drive. Do you ever get twinges of jealousy that you can’t actively exercise like you want to? I do. I love to walk. I love slow, leisurely walks and I also love fast, brisk aerobic walking. That’s about the extent of the exercise that I can handle. I am thankful that I have the ability to even do that, but I would love to be able to push myself, as I did in high-school. I would love to feel physically strong again. Some days I crave it.
This passage in Hebrews compares our Christian journey to that of a physical race. We are runners on an important journey, a journey of faith in Jesus Christ. I may not have the endurance to run a physical race, but it is clear that the more important race is how we live for Christ. My desire is to run my race to please my Savior – setting aside my baggage to bring honor to His name. My focus should not be on what my body can no longer do, but on what I CAN do for Him. I don’t need a medal, I just want others to see my race and be drawn closer to Christ because of it. Let me encourage you today to fix your heart and mind on the things that will count for eternity. Because that really is the only race that matters!
*Thanks for reading and coming on this journey with me! Your comments encourage me and I feel like I am getting to know some of you! Blessings!