“Let me run and take the news to the king that the LORD has delivered him.”
2 Samuel 18:19
Saturday afternoon I finished a race I started ten years ago.
|26.2 Miles & we're still smiling!|
The training seemed daunting.
My time seemed limited.
My body seemed ill-equipped.
Last May I decided I would no longer allow myself the luxury of excuses. I committed to train in rain, heat and cold. I chose to put in the hours and miles. Saturday my dedication paid off when I crossed the finish line.
Yesterday as I celebrated my run with my brother, he joked he was afraid my marathon experience might turn out like the first one ever run. It is reported that in about 500 BC an urgent military message was sent from Sparta to Athens via a runner. He ran the distance, delivered the news and died from exhaustion.
As I contemplated my accomplishment so long in coming, it occurred to me that while I didn't die Saturday sometimes my message does.
A friend mentions a need...and I don't run to pray for her.
God does something amazing in my life...and I don't run to share it with my kids.
I realize I've wronged my husband...and I don't run to ask his forgiveness.
What has God done in your life today? Who should run to and share His goodness?