Today was the big day! I have only been training for about 5 or 6 weeks now, but decided to give the Scenic City 5K a go and registered with a friend about a month ago. It was very exciting! Seeing all of the runners and seeing the very serious ones there as well that you knew had done this sort of thing many times before was inspiring to say the least. A few funny moments with a guy with a British accent warning me that a porter potty didn't lock, seeing guys ready to run the half in nothing but tanks and tiny shorts no one should be wearing unless they were friends with Richard Simmons years ago, and seeing a guy with a stride almost as tall as me and 4 times as long run right by me.
Today was a day I had planned for, trained for, and anticipated for weeks now, but the lessons that God has taught me today were something I never knew was part of my first 5K.
On the way to the race this morning, I was surrounded by His presence and a renewed knowledge of the good things in my life. I had two beautiful phone calls, several text messages, poster from my family, and three friends- all showing me how much they support my goals and care about the little things that I dream to do.
We all run a race. We all dare to journey. We all have started with small goals and achievements. We all dream to finish strong.
Life is so difficult sometimes, stressful, harsh, but sometimes we are so consumed with conquering the next hill, we forget the path that has already been laid for us. The age old hymn, Amazing Grace, played on the radio on my way in this morning. I've heard that song my whole life and yet today it really took on such a new fresh meaning for my journey.
So much has been paid for our journey. So much was given for us to run this race of life. We have two ways to view every day, we can see it as a "rat race" every moment spent trying to cross another hurdle, trying to beat out what is around us or we can see it as our journey. Each step preparing us for the next, each lesson learned avoiding the same hurts in the future, each start and finish spurring us to rise to run the next day's race.
If we can see things the way our Father sees them, our view would probably be much deeper and satisfying.
I think the MSG says it best in 2 Corinthians 4:18, So we're not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There's far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can't see now will last forever.
The race today was incredible. I think it is something I will do many more of and really enjoy this new found piece of my life. The lessons God showed me through my race today are ones that I treasure and I think will be highlights of His voice for me in 2010.