Running with Christ

I ran a 10-K race today (6.2 miles) with 10,000 other people in Central Park. People were all running for different reasons, fundraisers, fun, health, and the likes. But today, with good reminder from Hebrews 12, I decided that I would run for God. That this run would teach me about life, discipline and what it means to persevere through tribulation. As a Christian, I view my life as a long race, and like a real long-distance race, it's not easy.

During my last mile of the race, I started to tire out and slow down. As I was reminding myself in my head repeating, "this is for God, for God, for God," I saw a man in front of me with a sign on the back of his shirt. It said, "Running with Christ." I smiled and I ran up next to him, put my hand on his shoulder and said, "I'm running with Christ too." He looked at me, smiled and said, "Nice to have you join us. Pray for me."

I smiled, because then, I realized that I wasn't alone in my run for God; Christ was running with me, and with him, my fellow believers in Christ.

I ran forward with a renewed sense of energy and as I crossed the finish line, let out a nice sigh. I couldn't have done it without Christ.

-- Mr. "Running with Christ" man, your shirt made a difference in how I viewed life today. I am praying for you tonight :-). Thank you