[things that seemed hard]

[things that seemed hard]

I’ve been running for over a year now.

Well, I began running at the age of 30 in May of 2016. All of a sudden, it felt like a good idea. If anyone asked me why I run, I told them “It’s a good stress-killer.”

Audiobooks on my playlist, taking me to another universe, the stadium’s soft rubber under the soles of my shoes, circle after circle, I ran.

Back when I began, I could barely run 1.5km (about a mile) without thinking I’m about to die. I trained for 5K for two weeks. Even this year, in May of 2017, 5K seemed like a distance I have to train for.

And then I started running with a friend whose pace matched mine and who would push me to go a bit further (and I encouraged her as well)… and 5K became a weekly endeavor.

Sometimes it’s a breeze, sometimes I’m feeling as if I’m about to die (like this Saturday when at 9 am it was already around 29C/84F, extremely humid, and I was still dealing with post-stress effects on my body.)

So by fall, I am planning to hit the next target: 10K.

As I ran this week (or, borrowing Dusty Rayburn‘s words “oozed through the park” due to humidity), I thought about this progress and how it applies in our lives, when we think that something we’re currently dealing with is a MOUNTAIN of a challenge… only to look back in time after a while and realize that we were in the business of moving those mountains around and now are ready to start on even bigger Everests of our life.

That realization gives strength to go on.

It might be scary to tackle larger mountains because we’ve just grown comfortable with hills, but hey, after a while, you’ll look back and see that the current mountains ARE hills.

I ran. I run. I will continue running.

Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it.

Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins.

Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God.

When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls! (Hebrews 12:1-3, MSG)

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