Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. - Hebrews 11:1 ♥
Monday, 19 April 2010 12:48 am
We will run, altogether our hearts aflame.
once again, i find myself back on the same ground that has held strong (and will definitely continue to hold strong) everytime i lose hope, everytime my faith takes a dip, everytime i feel like dropping out and giving up. today, i find myself looking at the reason why i chose to have Jesus in my life and lifting my eyes up to heavens to thank God for having found me. Because from the day He stretched out His Hand and i took it, i knew where i was running to.
it's been what.... one year and a little more? seems pretty short in view of a lifetime. but i cannot even begin to articulate or express all that has changed, has happened, has been experienced in my life since the very day i first stepped into Heart of God church and opened up the door Jesus has been knocking on for the past 20 years. when i look back and see how far God has taken me, it just fills me with such faith and expectancy in knowing that no matter what, the future is going to be...mind-blowing.
Garrett preached an extremely powerful message today. He preached about the race of life. We often feel that beginnings are important...but in a race there's a more important line than the starting one- that's the finishing line. In life, what matters more than how we all start is how we finish. Through the Bible, we find great men of God, kings of cities and empires, who all ran the same race of life but finished in such vastly different ways. One failed to finish, one barely finished and scraped through but the last- King David- he finished well. Because King David lived out the full destiny God had for him from the moment he started his race.
I've ran so many times through my primary school, secondary school (exceptionally many for this one) and jc days but not once have i ever thought about the significance of finishing. to me it was always- yay finally whoo i hate running so glad it's over. only at the recent Great Eastern run did i get a revelation that... this race that Terri and I were running was like a microcosm of life itself. we started out excited, a little unsure if we were going to last but still wanting to see if we would and could. along the way we passed many people and many people passed us by too. then we began to get tired and weary, our legs grew heavy our body felt sluggish and so we slowed down and walked. after a while our heart would tell us to try for a little more and we would start picking up speed and momentum again. this repeated for a few episodes until we saw the beautiful sign that read "1 KM more". suddenly we weren't out of breath, the aches and pains didn't matter anymore, nothing did except the desire to get to where it made us start out on this race in the first place.
the end is a photo in my mind- Great Eastern's big wide banner overhead, the number-tagged back of the runners before us, the blasting loud music of Black-Eyed Peas, the sea of strangers just cheering and clapping for all who were crossing the finishing line. And just a few metres before we finished, there's this inexpicable euphoria that came bursting out of nowhere to propel us forward to bring us just that little bit closer and with a big stupid grin on my face, i ran right into the moment.
At the end of this life, I want to finish the same way- with the saints and angels cheering, with the trumpets and harps...the works. but beyond all that, what i want most is to see the familiar faces of friends and family who have finished their race too. and we'll all be sweaty and stinky but we'll give each other the biggest and tightest hugs in the world and tell each other with the widest smiles on our faces and the happiest tears in our eyes- it's great to see you again, my friend.
Paul said in 2 Timothy 4:7- "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith".
once again, i find myself back on the same ground that has held strong (and will definitely continue to hold strong) everytime i lose hope, everytime my faith takes a dip, everytime i feel like dropping out and giving up. today, i find myself looking at the reason why i chose to have Jesus in my life and lifting my eyes up to heavens to thank God for having found me. Because from the day He stretched out His Hand and i took it, i knew where i was running to.
it's been what.... one year and a little more? seems pretty short in view of a lifetime. but i cannot even begin to articulate or express all that has changed, has happened, has been experienced in my life since the very day i first stepped into Heart of God church and opened up the door Jesus has been knocking on for the past 20 years. when i look back and see how far God has taken me, it just fills me with such faith and expectancy in knowing that no matter what, the future is going to be...mind-blowing.
Garrett preached an extremely powerful message today. He preached about the race of life. We often feel that beginnings are important...but in a race there's a more important line than the starting one- that's the finishing line. In life, what matters more than how we all start is how we finish. Through the Bible, we find great men of God, kings of cities and empires, who all ran the same race of life but finished in such vastly different ways. One failed to finish, one barely finished and scraped through but the last- King David- he finished well. Because King David lived out the full destiny God had for him from the moment he started his race.
I've ran so many times through my primary school, secondary school (exceptionally many for this one) and jc days but not once have i ever thought about the significance of finishing. to me it was always- yay finally whoo i hate running so glad it's over. only at the recent Great Eastern run did i get a revelation that... this race that Terri and I were running was like a microcosm of life itself. we started out excited, a little unsure if we were going to last but still wanting to see if we would and could. along the way we passed many people and many people passed us by too. then we began to get tired and weary, our legs grew heavy our body felt sluggish and so we slowed down and walked. after a while our heart would tell us to try for a little more and we would start picking up speed and momentum again. this repeated for a few episodes until we saw the beautiful sign that read "1 KM more". suddenly we weren't out of breath, the aches and pains didn't matter anymore, nothing did except the desire to get to where it made us start out on this race in the first place.
the end is a photo in my mind- Great Eastern's big wide banner overhead, the number-tagged back of the runners before us, the blasting loud music of Black-Eyed Peas, the sea of strangers just cheering and clapping for all who were crossing the finishing line. And just a few metres before we finished, there's this inexpicable euphoria that came bursting out of nowhere to propel us forward to bring us just that little bit closer and with a big stupid grin on my face, i ran right into the moment.
At the end of this life, I want to finish the same way- with the saints and angels cheering, with the trumpets and harps...the works. but beyond all that, what i want most is to see the familiar faces of friends and family who have finished their race too. and we'll all be sweaty and stinky but we'll give each other the biggest and tightest hugs in the world and tell each other with the widest smiles on our faces and the happiest tears in our eyes- it's great to see you again, my friend.
Paul said in 2 Timothy 4:7- "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith".
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