Wouldn’t it be tragic if you trained for so long and put in the hours of performance in a competition that turned out to be the wrong one.
You might not think that would happen. Surely someone would notice and correct things. No one would persist competing in the wrong race. Surely not.
Reality is not only does this happen, but some actually benefit from perpetuating it. As long as you are wasting your energies and resources on the wrong race, you don’t pose a threat by being successful in the right race. It is thus an industry in itself to let people continue in their deluded efforts until they have spent themselves completely and have nothing but regrets.
So many folks be running after things that ultimately mean nothing. I was reminded today by a great man of God how Esau despised his birthright because he settled for the immediate rather than hold on to the ultimate. The race he ran to feed his immediate craving cost him big time. I would scoff at him and think how stupid can you be to give up all of that for the sake of your immediate hunger. Subsequently when I consider some of the foolish decisions I have made because of lust and desire for immediate gratification, I don’t scoff so much at all. Instead I ask God for mercy on me and grace that I will actively learn from these failings and get myself fit for the race for life, rather than waste it all on a race to a place I don’t want to end up in.
This race definitely isn’t a sprint. Indeed someone would suggest the race isn’t given to the swift or to the strong but to those who endure and endurance is not from your own capacity. It’s from recognising your inability to even choose the right race to run in, so humble yourself to the one who set the race and knows you better than you know yourself.
That should ensure that the tragedy of running the wrong race will not be my portion. Instead there is the hope to be able to say like someone else that I have run my race and there is ahead a crown of life not because I am any good, ahhhh but there is one who is good, who did run the race and won and through Him, I can run this race to win.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
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