Thursday, April 08, 2010
There have been times when I run, that I wonder why am I doing this? Why am I getting out of my warm bed in the dark, lacing up my shoes and pounding the pavement for nearly an hour each morning?
Of course, we all know the answer that I should give. I should be doing this for my health and well-being. It's good for me.
While these answers are nice, they won't get me out of bed at about 5:30 a.m. nearly every weekday morning and drive me out into weather that is sometimes not all that hospitable. I know that people have said that running can become a compulsion, but I believe that my desire to do this activity is more than simply something I do to satisfy some deep-seeded emotional need.
I want God's best for me, and my family. Deep within my soul, I realize that He has a purpose for this life that He has given me. If I don't take care of this body, then I will miss out on what He is wanting to accomplish in and through my life.
During those cold and dark mornings, it may look like I run alone, but I know that I don't. Many of the sweetest times of fellowship with my Savior have been on those early morning runs. It's much easier for me to stay focused when there is nothing else to distract me.
So He is the One Who is driving me to be the man that He created me to be. If that means losing a little sleep to do that, then it is a small price to pay for me to experience Who He is.