My Race-My Pace
Recently I heard a man say, speaking of a marathon he had run in, if you’re to finish the race, you can’t look at the other runners, attempting to keep up with them. Your attitude must be, to use his words, “My race, my pace.”
Peter and John ran together to Christ’s tomb; and John outran Peter. But both enjoyed the evidence of His Resurrection by beholding its emptiness; the latter by looking in and the former by going in. In the Christian race of life, it is not competition, but completion. That’s the issue.
In a long-distance race, a young man stumbled and fell at the halfway mark, leaving him far behind the pack. At the completion of the race, as the crowd was dispersing, a cry was heard: “Look!” To all’s amazement, one lone runner was still on the field, giving it his all. People spontaneously began to shout, cheering him on as he crossed the finish line.
I don’t mind finishing the race last, if my Father’s there to greet me at the finish line with, “Well done, son!"~ rds
by an Aged Saint
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