“The Race of Faith
Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”
One night I ran the perimeter of school with some friends. Before we set out for the trek, one of my friends sent out the above verse. I remember thinking how awesome and appropriate that verse was for what we were about to do. It was probably the hardest and longest run I’ve ever done, truly humbling.
There is one stretch, near the end, where I kept meditating upon Jesus’ walk to the Cross. I felt like I was running really hard, really pushing myself. Jesus ran even harder though, I have no doubt about that. He took on the weight of the Cross and bore it on His back for me. He took the jeers of the crowd and walked on for me. He took my every bad attitude, my every lie, my every sin, every single one, and shed His blood and died for me. He suffered for my miracles. He shed His blood for my remission of sin. Jason Westerfield said that Jesus died of a broken heart, the weight of the sin of all mankind upon Him. Repenting of my own sin is heartbreaking enough. Imagine carrying everyone else’s.
And what does it really mean to run hard? In the flesh, it was pretty hard, pushing that last bit of hill, breathing hard, all the way until the grassy finish. What about in my walk, or should I say, run, with God?
I don’t know. I feel like it shouldn’t be that hard all the time. Revival comes out of rest and not striving. But then, there will be trials and suffering and maybe it’s during those times when I’ll feel in my spirit that same yearning to run hard, do it right, and finish. Maybe it’ll be during then that I feel the closest to Jesus on the Cross, when He tore the veil for us, from top to bottom, and won, the most amazing victory in history, a victory over Satan, a victory for the keys of the Kingdom. He is risen, He is alive. Christ, the hope of glory, resides in me.
Jesus did it for you.
For the joy set before Him. And what does that mean? The joy of being with the Father in Heaven. The joy of seeing Heaven opened over earth through us. For the connection to the Father that He would become, allowing us to come boldly to the King of kings’ throne because we have come through Jesus, the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
So many questions, but still, God makes it so that even one as simple as I am can understand. Simple faith. Simple love. Love.
As usual, it all comes down to love. It’s all about love, love, love…God, teach me to love extravagantly, the kind of love I want to completely waste at Your feet. Yes.