Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Why I had an 11 mile run in the HOT HOT Sun
I think this time I finally got the hint. Sometimes I have to do what I do not want to do. Oh, that is hard for me to bend. The running decision was relatively easy. I always choose to finish no matter what. But other ones, like being patient with sick, un-grateful children, are much harder. Being thankful for the flooded basement, not once, but twice and trusting that God is in control, not so easy.
I'm glad I kept running. Finally at mile 9, I found my pace and my hamstrings being to loosen. It was still hot, but I was at peace. I made my choice to continue. The exertion was at times almost un-bearable but there was no going back. I needed all 11 miles to come to the place of understanding the importance of making the right choice, even if it is not at all what I want. Jesus told people to take up their crosses and following Him. I thankfully have never attended a real crucifixion so I cannot truly understand what that means. However, I suspect it means that I must be disciplined enough to obey, even when I do not want to. Ah, the gentleness of God in using 11 hot miles, two tight hamstrings, three sick kids, and two days of basement flooding.