… let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus the pioneer and perfecter of our faith… ~ Hebrews 12:1-2; NRSV
I like to say I’m a runner-in-training. I’ll never break any records or win a race. My version of running is a sluggish, heavy-footed plod. Then again, although I just started running fairly recently, I need to run. My emotional and spiritual well-being depends on it. It’s become my prayer time and my refuge-of-sorts.
I’ve come to appreciate running as a metaphor for life and faith. I often reflect on this as I trudge along. Here’s some of what I’ve learned:
- You never know what the terrain is like until you actually travel it. It’s an adventure to make your way down a new path to see where it leads.
- Hills are tough, no two ways about it. But, just keep putting one foot in front of the other. One way or another, you’ll make it.
- Rain can be oddly refreshing. It smells as delicious as it feels. If you find yourself caught in a shower, linger there for a while.
- All you really need is a good pair of sneakers and some water. Everything else is icing on the cake.
- Someone’s always faster or stronger than you. But, in the end, the race is only with yourself.
Let’s pray together:
Sometimes we sail through, other times we plod along slowly. But, in all times and in all places, you’re right beside us. Give us strength to run the race with perseverance, whatever leg of the journey we’re on. Amen.