MC 1's last game was an exciting one. On one of the drives, he ended catching a great pass from the QB, and had a lot of empty field in front of him.
He turned and ran.
I stood and yelled.
Run.
Run!
RUN!
JUST RUN!
In my head I was thinking -
don't look around,
don't turn your head back; it just slows you down,
don't take your eyes off the goal line.
I want to run that way. I don't want to look around at my other racers and see how much better they can run. I don't want to look to the people behind me and get puffed up that at least I'm faster than them.
I want to run that way. I don't want to look at the miles behind me, only to see moments of glory I cling to and moments of complete failure I can't seem to let go of.
I want to run that way. I want to quit being distracted by this and that. I want to keep my eyes focused on the goal line. I want to make decisions with that finish line as my guide.
I want to run that way. I want people in the stands cheering me on to run...just run. I want to cheer others on. I want to make them better runners. I want to be a better runner.
MC 1 didn't cross the goal line. He was tackled around the 10 yard line.
But is was a fantastic run.
That is what I remember.
Beautiful.
And we build on that.
Unlike the game of football where crossing the goal line may or may not happen, we, here, on this planet, are all promised a finish line.
Our run will have its falters.
Our run will have its strides.
We build on both of those.
I choose to build on both.
We are all runners.
We will all finish.
It's not an easy run,
but it can be a
Beautiful run.
2 Timothy 4:7 (NKJV)
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
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