Most of us who have been in the race long enough know that we have only just begun the race itself. It’s funny how that works out, isn’t it? It’s like going to the gym to work out: No matter how long you have been at it, you are just not at the peak. You realize that you can go further, you can get stronger, faster, bigger (muscle-wise).
Then, when we least realize it, we get side-tracked, injured.
Our relationship with God is like that. It’s exhilarating at first, and why shouldn’t it be? We have the promise of eternal forgiveness and a fresh start. We feel different. We act different. The change in us is definitely something to be aware of. To borrow a line from a well known song “Even our old friends treat us like something new.”
But sooner or later, we start to slow down in the race. We realize we are dragging the line. Somewhere along the line we picked up a knapsack and filled it with so much junk, and it’s weighing us down.
Going to the gym is no longer what it was at first. We start to lose the enthusiasm when we realize we are no longer growing, getting stronger, leaner. Soon, we are crawling. It may even lead to a point were we give up goingÂ We become stagnate.
Hey it happens! It’s hard to keep going when you don’t see (in most cases even feel the results) of all your hard work. But that’s the beauty of God. He will wait for you patiently. But if you keep procrastinating and lagging, He will drill sergeant you until you get fired up again, and once you get that fire under your butt, you start reaping the fruits of your effort. Ok, so maybe it’s not bigger muscles and a tight little butt, but if nothing else, the sheer determination you have to do it better the second (or third, fourth, etc.) time around.
The point is, that we are bound by our love to and for God, to never give up the race. We may slow down, we may even crawl, but we see the finish line ahead, and we finish the race – until next time!