I’m not a runner. The idea of running seems a bit overboard to me. It’s the kind of thing that just seems unnecessary. There are easier ways to get someplace without exerting that kind of energy!
It’s a form of self torture, really.
But recently, I’ve felt the desire to try. And when I did I discovered a few things.
My lungs burn, my heart pounds in my chest, and all I can think about is stopping. It is, in fact, self torture.
But…I kinda liked it! As I jogged down the road in my neighborhood, I felt proud of myself. I felt strong! I’m no spring chicken. I mean, who decides to just start something like that at my age? But as I pushed myself, I realized that, day by day, I could go a little farther, a do a little more. It felt good, and it hurt less each time.
And that’s when it hit me. It’s the same with my faith. Sometimes I just need to push myself a little farther, do a little more, and make my heart pound in my chest.
Testing my faith, like testing my physical abilities, causes growth. Over time, I find myself doing things I never really felt were possible for me. Ephesians 3:20-21 reminds me that God is able to do more (in my life) than I could ever think or imagine. Those are powerful words! Because I can think and imagine a lot. But His plans are always better for me than mine are I am challenged to;
- Dream bigger
- Live more purposefully
- Do “big things”
All of that starts with the first step.
No one is immediately a gifted runner. Running takes effort, focus, determination, and practice. But the results are worth it. The joy of accomplishing new things is powerful! But I will never get stronger (in my faith or physically) if I don’t first start. Every journey begins with a single step. That first step often requires great faith.
But I desire to be brave and take that first step, to push myself a little bit, to invite God to show me the path He has for me, and to “run with it “!
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