I used to run when I was younger.
I ran with my siblings and our friends playing in the estate that we grew up in. When I was a little older, I ran because I was good at it in the shorter distances. It made me useful for the rugby and I had one or two games playing for the school teams.
I felt my asthma prohibited me from doing too much running, I especially hated the longer distance running. Eventually once compulsory education was over and thus physical education came to an end, so did my interest in actually running. Walking was a lot less strenuous. I like walking.
Indeed, I am not one to be in a rush for much, so running comes rare to me.
Well it used to come rare to me until recently my physical condition compelled me to engage in some training. That training didn’t require that much in terms of running – some sprints, but other than that, no running. It was the physical training, though, that reminded me of the need for spiritual training, Paul of Tarsus would refer to it as training for godliness.
Looking at the issue of that kind of training brought me across something that stopped me in my tracks and at the same time launched me on the run.
I am not the only one on the run and the nature of it became so pressing, I wanted to let you in on what it’s all about to be on the run. I think you’ll find it worth your while.
(This keeps running …)
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
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