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What difference a run can make


A runner averages about three or as many as six or seven runs a week. For me, I've been averaging about four runs a week. Out of the four, I look forward to my Sunday run the most. I look forward to running with my Sunday crew, and to the time spent with them afterwards over coffee and baked goods. With that said, the runs which energize me the most are the ones that I go with the intention to enjoy solitude, nature, and God. Nothing feels better than finishing a run with a full heart of joy, contentment, and gratitude. I had one of those this morning which left me reminiscing at 11:45 at night.

What difference a run can make.

Scripture for thought:
“Come, let us go over to the garrison of these uncircumcised. It may be that the Lord will work for us, for nothing can hinder the Lord from saving by many or by few.” -Jonathan, 1 Samuel 14:6
Notice Jonathan says “It may be that...” I'm confronted with this all the time.  I know from history that God of the Bible is powerful and is mighty to save. But how would I know whether He is going to save me?  Jonathan was willing to put himself at God’s disposal. His conviction about God has given him the courage to attempt great things. His good friend David was in a similar situation facing Goliath. To the giant David says, “For who is this uncircumcised Philistine, that he should defy the armies of the living God? (1 Sam. 17: 26)" How confident was David, a teenager, in defeating presumably the most powerful man in Philistines? Whatever the case may be, David hold onto God's promise and who God is and did what needed to be done.

 May we all have the faith and courage like Jonathan and David.

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