Today I ran on the treadmill and swam a little over 3/4 of a mile: a good day. This week is starting out so much better than last week and I can only hope it ends so much better also. This ironman pursuit; the training, can be such a roller coaster. But, so can life. From the lofty peaks and the dark valleys of this effort, I can still see that God wants me in this. Sure, this may seem strange in this world, but I can't help that. I would make it more believable if I could, but that is up to God. All I can say is: it's the truth. Believed or not, it is still the truth. I am called out to this. My own "will to go on" has left the building a long time ago. My own determination, my own goal-seeking, my own effort ran out of gas a couple of years ago.
I am old, beat up, and covered up in cares, yet I am carried on; I still go on for some reason, certainly not of my own strength. Perhaps this time the ironman will be a go; perhaps not. But, perhaps now, God has me right where He wants me. "To whom much is given, much is required."
God never said the journey would be easy, but He did say that the arrival would be worthwhile.
Max Lucado
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