I Run For The Son

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Friday morning I ran with my friend Katlyn. We ran at the park, which served up a nice 3 mile loop of hills and valleys. You probably don’t know my friend Katlyn, but she runs marathons. I adore her for that…. {I think the cap for me is a nice 10k.} This morning though, we started off together, at the beginning of the loop. It didn’t take long and Katlyn ran in front of me, but never far enough that I couldn’t see her. Occasionally, I had to push myself to go a little faster so I wouldn’t lose sight of her around a curve or over a hill, but you see, she was setting an example for me. Running is a skill of hers. While I do run, she has ran marathons, and has trained her body to endure any run she throws at it. We both finished the race, but at our own pace….

Man, Pace.

Pace is consistent and continuous speed in walking, running, or moving. You see, I never stopped or ran the other way. I kept moving. And while Katlyn’s pace was not my own, our goal was the same, and we finished the race.

In life, we need people in our lives to help us have vision. We have our own place, our own purpose, and our own pace, but we weren’t meant to go at this life alone. Sometimes, I go out and run on my own. Most days, I finish my run successfully, but every now and then my muscles will cramp, I’ll get tired, I’ll trip, or even just have a mentally bad day, and I’ll stop. I’ll walk or run less than I had intended. Most of the time, afterwards, I’m disappointed with myself or don’t feel as well as I would have if I had finished my run for the day, or if I had that friend spurring me on.

{We were never meant to do life on our own}

 


Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. …1Corinthians 9:24

That prize? It’s not the calories burned marker, the first place medallion, or the bragging rights… There’s a much greater prize at stake here.
When I was younger, I hated running… I’m talking a fiery, burning, passionate dislike for it. Then this past year I had a bit of a mindset change. Before, running was something I Screen Shot 2018-06-08 at 8.54.58 AMhad to do. I either had to in order to please a coach for soccer, to be in shape for conditioning tests, or the worst, for weight-loss. In my mind, running had a negative connotation. One day, I decided I was going to stop running for any other reason that I wanted to do it for the Lord. I actually was online one day and I found this shirt that said, “In Jesus Name I Play”. Whew, that was right up my ally. I’m a pretty puny person, If I do say so myself. If I was still playing college soccer or maybeee even church league softball I could probably pull it off, but I’m not really a “player” anymore, in my own mind. I officially had a mission to create a pun relevant to my current life. Finally, I had it….

I Run for the Son.


I was already committed to running an upcoming 5k, so I decided to be a little extra and 2even get a shirt made. But if I have the shirt, I actually have to do it… so I did. Every time I went to run I’d throw on my tank top (Well, not every time, I’m not that good at getting the laundry done), put on my Heart Hustle Jesus jams playlist on spotify, and I’d have my own little worship session as I put one foot in front of the other.

“If you have raced with men on foot and they have worn you out, how can you compete with horses? If you stumble in safe country, how will you manage in the thickets by the Jordan?” …Jeremiah 12:5


 

But she outran me… But shes faster than me… But she’s in better shape than me… All of these were true, but were they relevant? Did these factor into whether I could finish MY race?

 

You see, God has a race for each of us. While Katlyn’s race is beautiful, and I am thankful for her pace, it wasn’t meant to be mine. If I had tried to keep her pace I may have prevented myself from finishing. I even could have caused myself unnecessary pain… but isn’t this what we do so often in life? We want to be like her. We all have a “her”, or two, or five… We compare our looks, what we have, our abilities, our accomplishments, our timeline to those around us. Our sights weren’t meant to be set on those around us though. While we are meant to live in relationships, our sights should be directed on the plan, purpose, and beauty that the Lord has set out individually for us.

 


I will chase after Your commandments because You will expand my understanding. …Psalm119:32


 

To chase: to pursue, to follow, or to devote ones attention to.

I want to be running after God. I want to be so focused on pursuing him, that the life cramps, the puddles on doubt, the shin splints of hatred, and the devils whispers are things that may trip me but never stop me from running. I want to have so much focus on him and his plan, that my plans seem minuscule. I pray the same for you.

 


Consider what God has done: Who can straighten what he has made crooked? When  times are good, be happy but when times are bad, consider this: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, no one can discover anything about their future. Whoever fears God will avoid all extremes. …Ecclesiastes 7:13-22


 

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