As I run I do not listen to music, I do not listen to a motivate speaker, no I just run.
There is so much caos in my life, so many noises, so many distractions and when I run I just listen.
In the past I was good at running now not so much. I was good at running; away from my problems, and away from what I needed to admit. Running was away to avoid the stress in my life that I could not deal with. In high school I became obsessed with running. It was not an enjoyment but a way to keep control in my life.
I have come a long way since then. God is showing me so much these past years. I can no longer run away from my problems. I am stronger now.
I met with a good friend of mine this week and she told me about an American Olympian named Ryan Hall. This is his quote she shared with me.
“I was a runner who happened to be a Christian. I needed to become a
Christian who happened to be a runner”
--Ryan Hall
When she told me about this I immediately felt I needed to live more like this quote.
For so long I have allowed myself to say I was a Christian but I was not following Christ.
Who are we if we do not listen to what we are called to do? So many of us ignore God's calling on our lives. We are not willing to follow Him yet we still want his blessings.
For so many years I wanted to run away from God and my problems but I still wanted him to run beside me. I was not willing to run the race he called for me so I would go my own way instead. I want to be a Christan first and foremost.
These past times I have ran I have allowed myself to just be quiet (besides my loud gasping for air) and listen to God. Yesterday I was about to give up when I passed a mom yelling at her son to run and catch up to her. As I rounded the corner a little boy no older then 3 came running towards me. As I dodged out of his way he stuck his hand out to me. I could not help but stick my hand out and give him a high five. That little boy has no clue what an impact he made on me. Not only did he bring a smile to my face but a motivation to press on. How many times do we want give up? How many times do we feel all alone? That little boy is a reminder to me that we are not alone.
No I do not listen to music as I run but I am learning to listen to God for He is my motivation.
