"This is not really a story about running as much as it is what I have learned over these last 4 months of training. It has been amazing to see the parallels between running long distances and my relationship with Christ. I want to write this down not only so I can remember this incredible journey that I went on, but more importantly so I can look back and remember this point in my life. Just like in the Old Testament, an Ebeneezer stone was an example of a symbolic event that would help Israel recall to mind the faithfulness and power of God. That is what this marathon was for me and I want to remember it as such.
I have been on a roller coaster over this last year in regards to my walk with Christ. I am a born again Christian, and have been since I was 5 years old. I believe that Christ died on the cross for my sins and rose again on the third day, and without this precious gift I would spend an eternity apart from Christ. Having said that, over the last year and a half I have just felt "blah" in regards to my walk with Christ. I was not very passionate about anything in regards to Christ. I was going to church, but deep inside I was just there. I didn't want to feel that way, but I didn't know how to change that. I could see it in the way I handled things. I was not very patient with my kids, quick to judge others, not eager and quick to help those in need, and quick to think to myself, "why am I putting so much effort into going to church and does it even really matter?" I know the answer to that question....yes it does matter and it is important to be involved in a gospel teaching church, to help others, to love as Christ loves, and to be patient, but I couldn't figure out out how to change my attitude in regards to things like that (amongst other things).
Here are the things I learned during this training process:
- As a follower of Christ, nothing that happens in your life is an accident
- 18 weeks ago I began training for a marathon. At first it was all about running. I am a pretty disciplined person (for the most part) and when I put my mind to something I am typically "all in". I ran 4 times a week and cross trained once. It was a lot initially, but once I settled into my training program it was just something I did. It became very apparent to me about 6 weeks ago that for me this was more than just training for a marathon. As I ran I began to just "listen" to God's voice. I wasn't quite sure what I was listening for, but it is amazing what happened when I stopped trying to figure out what to do and just "listened". What started out as just "training for a marathon" turned into a life changing experience with Christ. God knew I needed this way before I did, and it was no accident at this point in my life that God lead me to do this even though I didn't realize it was his leading.
- God loves me more than I will ever imagine
- I had a goal in mind and that was to run 26.2 miles. I had a training program that I followed and it didn't matter how cold, windy, rainy, snowy it was I had to find a way to get my miles in. People thought I was crazy when I told them I was going to run 8 miles when it was 10 degrees outside, but I knew that is what it was going to take to reach my goal of not only finishing the marathon but doing the best I could. I pursued those 26.2 miles with all my might. About 6 weeks out from my race it hit me that just like I am chasing 26.2 miles God is constantly chasing and pursuing me in that same aggressive fashion. No matter how far I stray, what crazy thoughts I think, how far away from him I feel like I am, he loves me no less. As much as I wanted nice weather for my race, the weather that day was horrible: rainy and cold. I think it pounded home the fact that no matter what I have in front of me God is going to chase after me, just like I continued on in my race even though the conditions were less than ideal. God will filter through all the junk in our lives if we just let him. I don't think I will ever grasp that concept of how much God loves me.
- Living for Christ is not easy
- There was nothing easy about finishing my race. The beginning was easy, I even ran a faster split for the first half of my race than the half marathon I ran last year in Bentonville, and this time I had another 13.1 miles to run. But as I continued on it got harder and harder to keep going. At mile 19 I had to stop for a few seconds and stretch my hamstrings because they were tightening up. I hit my wall at mile 22. I stopped again to fill my bottles up with water (I told myself i couldn't fill up my bottles while I was running, but I knew that I just needed to walk for a few seconds). I stopped again around mile 24 and walked for a few more seconds before I had to climb a big hill. Once I hit that wall it was all I could do to keep my feet moving. But all that didn't matter; what mattered was that I finished the race. When I got to mile 26.1 I saw my family (Michelle, my kids, Jeff, James, Brianna, Courtney, Aunt Kris). Once I saw them it was all the extra push I needed to finish the race strong. It is the same in my walk with Christ. Even when I hit a wall in my spiritual life, all I have to do is keep my eyes on Him. There are going to be ups and downs, times when I feel like I am being a great ambassador for Christ, and times when I feel like I am not worthy to even be called a Christian. But God doesn't care about all that, he just wants me to finish the race. He knows I am not perfect. If I were perfect he wouldn't have had to send his son to die on the cross for me. He wants me to chase after him and do my best.
3 comments:
Wow! Inspiring Joe!
That was incredible, Joe. Thank you for sharing this.
You always amaze me in the young man you have become. What a great experience and thanks for sharing . Love you!
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