Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Life is Not a 100 Yard Dash
I was wondering when will it be time for the next summer Olympics. I lose track, but I'm sure it's not this summer because I'd think they'd be talking about it on every channel. It's pretty exciting when it does come around because it only comes around every 4 years. Plus it's about the only event where so many nations around the world come together that doesn't involve troops and guns.
Of all the events I enjoy watching, I like to watch the runners the most; but not all the running. I understand the conditioning and talent it takes to be a long distance runner, but it's not that exciting to watch. I much prefer to watch the short races like the 100 meters. To see that explosive power in those world class athletes; to feel the excitement of the competition knowing that the the distance between the winner and everyone else can only be measured in milliseconds. They dedicate their lives for a race that's over in less than 10 seconds. And, it is amazing to me to think of all the training that it takes to improve their speeds only by fractions of time. In fact, I was looking at the world records for the 100 meters, and from the first time the record was first kept in 1891 to the most recent record breaking run in 2009, there was only an improvement of about 1 second. That is amazing.
That made me think about this race I'm in called life. I guess sometimes I think it would be more exciting for me to run it like a sprint. Therefore, often when I pray for God to move in my life, I guess I am hoping, and maybe even expecting Him to give me an explosive boost of power to run through my day, or run past my problems, or just to run towards His prize. But the longer I live, the more I realize what God has already been trying to teach me in His Word; and that is life is not a dash, it's a marathon. I can't just run hard for a short distance and then sit down and wait it out. I have to be ready and willing to run all day, every day. And the thought of that seems like an impossibility considering the things I face along my race. But I realize that by God's grace I have been doing just that for 43 years. So if God will be with me, I am ready for another 43.
I ask the Lord to keep on giving me the strength to get up everyday and put one foot in front of the other. And for that I will continue to praise Him because that is no less of a miracle than if He helped me to run 100 meters in less than 10 seconds. I'm ready to keep running because I know why I'm running, Who I'm running for, and where I'm running to. I'm running to win by running from sin, Heaven is at my finish line, and the presence of God is my prize.