Run.
Can you move?
Can you breath?
Run.
Feel sick?
Feel weak?
Run.
Things alright?
Things just ok?
Run.
Life bursting at the
seams?
Joy too immense to
keep?
Run.
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| (photo credit goes to my seester) |
You will never know what you are made of until you try…and
you want a bigger challenge? Go for it
when you feel immeasurably small and insignificant. That is when crazy things start to
happen. “When I am weak, then I am strong.”
Eyes watering, nose running, lungs wheezing, legs buckling,
lips burning, knees clicking, feet aching…yet somehow the mileage kept adding
up.
It always seems that when I do the very thing I want most
NOT to do, that is when things start getting awesome. The motivation is outside of myself.
“Who are you running
for?” The coach asked prior to
intensity night. Do you ache? Do you
sweat? Do you feel like your legs are going to fall off at any second? That your chest is going to collapse from the
stress of breathing in so fully and deeply?
Praise God! My Opa has
neuropathy. Standing for long periods of time is impossible much less walking
or running. A kid at PT has muscular
dystrophy and is undergoing training to maybe someday learn how to walk. Those folks at the finish line of the Boston
Marathon 2013—no legs, no feet.
"I hate running.” That is what I used to say and at times I
catch myself still thinking it though it may never be spoken aloud.
My attitude must change. Praise
God for the aching of my muscles! Praise
God for the sweat that stings my eyes!
Praise God for the wheezing of my lungs and the hope that one day they
can expand to the point where that doesn’t happen! Just think about it. There are thousands of people who will never
get the opportunity that you have right now.
Run. Run for them. And pray for them while you’re at it. : )
Because really? How much
concentration does it really take to move your legs up and down…weight
transferring heel to toe…moving in a straight line… One minute or four hours. Both are more than many people are able to
do.
Take the focus off yourself and your lack of
stamina. : ) Be thankful . Who knows?
Maybe someday you will be in their shoes and they in yours….
