Feel The Burn
"Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize."1 Corinthians 9:24 NIV
Jagged rocks sunk deep into my knee. They left a hole the size of a quarter and deep enough for my mom to wrap her finger in a washcloth and stick it down in it to clean it out! (How is that for way too graphic?) This 3rd grade bicycle accident left an impression, literally!
My knee always gave me trouble after that. Bike riding was still possible because I had the leverage of the other leg. I could walk for miles, but running was a different story. Running a lap in gym class caused my knee to swell to the size of a small cantaloupe! If the teacher insisted I keep running, the knee would go limp and I would fall on the track.
The school nurse told my mom to take me to the doctor. He drained it, then wrote a note and handed it to my mom. A prescription? No, a note excusing me from EVER taking another gym class... EVER! Woo Hoo! I felt like I had just been released from exercise prison!
What that did over time, however, was clip the wings of this butterfly. That note was my "get out of jail free card" and I pulled it out whenever exercise was mentioned. At first, I was fearful that my silly weak knee would let me down and embarrass me in front of my friends, so I would just excuse myself from the fun. Then I just gave up all together, thinking I could never do anything physical beyond walking.
One day, my hubby and I decided to go for a walk because we had so much congestion in our chests. Suddenly I blurted out, "Let's run and get active enough to break this stuff up!" He looked to see if I was joking, then he saw my serious face. So we ran and I liked it! I didn't even consult my knee! We made our second lap and then I felt it -- the burn.
I had heard people talk about feeling the burn, but I never really got it. However that day, the warm sensation in my limp and lazy muscles felt good. Stretching past the norm made me feel alive.
Complacency is never good, neither physically or spiritually. My fear of what might happen, took the drive out of my physical life. There are times when my fear of what might happen, takes the power out of my run with Christ.
Are you pulling out your notes of excuses, explaining why being an active Christian will not work for you? Or are you regularly feeling the burn in your walk with Jesus?
Is God calling you to get off the couch and out into the world and make a difference? Get up and go with gusto!
Dear Lord, You never sat lazily on the sidelines and watched life happen while You were here on this earth. You were active in the lives of others. Help me Father to love the burn that comes with stretching my faith. Take my hand Lord and teach me to run! In Jesus' Name, Amen.