Whenever I race I often wonder who these people are who are pushing themselves so hard.
We smile at each other as we run our own respective races, inspired by our mutual doggedness, realizing just how difficult a race can be. As someone has said, if you can find meaning in an absurd hobby like running, maybe you can also find meaning in another absurd activity called life.
Racing taps into all the fears I have about myself. But it also holds the potential to tap into something vastly more important and beautiful. The amount of grace that life requires is unfathomable. That's true for you as much as it is true for me.
This week, let's allow God's grace to full our lives to the brim -- pushing through exhaustion like a racer and wrapping our arms around each others' necks when we have to. Let's accept the good with the bad, the sorrow along with the joy, and the happy days with the not-so-happy days.
Have a wonderful Lord's Day!