Run - Jello Legs and All
One morning, as I was running
early, I started to feel weak. The legs felt trembly like they were made
of Jello. My strength was gone, and I felt like I used to on the last
mile of a marathon: completely spent. There was no good place to lie down
on the side of the road, but I really wanted to badly. But I knew that if
I stopped, it would be doubly hard to get up and moving again. Regardless of how
I felt, I must keep moving back to the
vehicle. So I kept moving back toward the vehicle, one arduous step
at a time, until I made it.
Life can be like that. Life
drops a bonk on us sometimes and we get a Jello-legged spirit. We want just to lie
down and quit: escape at all costs. But God did not call us to lie
down. He told us to "run the race that is set before us."
He didn't say run the race if you feel good and are not hurting. He
didn't say drop out and escape the pain. He called us to run our race for
His glory, Jello legs and all.
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