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The Receiving Act of Running

"I reminded myself before the run that the only thing that matters is receiving Christ's love and giving it out to others. I think God wants to work on the way I see myself right now. Getting wrapped up in times and performances is so easy! Am I worthy of respect and love because of my fast pace during workouts and my race results, or am I an adopted child of God who is incredibly loved by the Creator of the universe simply because I am His child? Do I appreciate others for who they are, or do I judge them by their performance and value them only when they run well? These questions challenge me." -Ryan Hall. (2011). Running with Joy.

A timely quote as I prepare myself for this weekend. If anything, running has taught me that it is a receiving act like all aspects of my life. He has given me the ability to run and as I exercise it, He uses me and gives me the joy and contentment which I've never experienced before. There's simply nothing I can bring or add to what's already been given. It's thus my hope to pass on and share this joy with others. And of course, a heartfelt thank you to those who have shared miles with me. I'm out of words of how grateful I am to have so many individuals to run with during the past few months of training. You are all such blessings to me.

For the past two weeks, I've been fixated on Exodus 33:12-23, where Moses interceded for God's presence to go with them as they leave Sinai and asked to see His glory. Likewise, I pray for God's presence to be with me, and that I'll "stand on the rock" to witness His glory.

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