Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Running With Joy



I am running the race - strides even and strong - going forward with strength and purpose. Then it comes, and I stumble and fall taking myself out of the race to sit miserably on the sidelines.

I am not a literal runner. A brisk walk is much more my speed. I am, however, a runner in this race called life. I run not in my own strength, but in the grace and strength the Lord supplies. There are seasons when I run like the runner of my dreams - strong and steady. The path is straight and smooth, and I feel as though I can easily go the distance.

As long as I keep my eyes fixed on the goal I do well. It is when I begin to look over my shoulder at the places I have been that my gait begins to falter. I see the things of my past, the terrible sin, and wonder how I ever thought I could do anything of any value for the Lord. Before long, I am so consumed by past mistakes I have taken myself completely out of the race - and the enemy sits on the sidelines and sneers…

Please meet me over at Laced With Grace for the rest of this devotional. Thanks so much!

Blessings,
Linda

1 comment:

Ann Kroeker said...

Keep taking the next step, friend, in this long race!