I ran today. 8 miles. Well, it was supposed to be 8, but something happened. At 3.5 miles, the watch lost power.
My poor husband frequently hears how I wish I were faster and “I wish I could do that.”
With no watch, I was forced to estimate my miles, which wasn’t a problem, but the more difficult side of going without the watch was….my pace.
For some reason, my body just doesn’t stay in an even running pace unless I stay very forcefully on task. This means glancing down at my watch every few minutes to make sure I haven’t slowed down past my goal marks. Pace is everything- if you want to win. Or reach your goal.
But today God was teaching me a different lesson. One I’ve heard before, but have always had difficulty comprehending and enjoying.
When you consume yourself with the pace, you often miss the lessons of the race.
In other words, when I get so entranced with how fast or how slow or just right that I’m running, I miss out on the beauty of the journey.
Too much focus on reaching the destination and not enough enjoyment of the present.
This lesson relates to other areas in my life, as the blog is growing and I find myself spending too much time looking at numbers. Twitter followers, facebook likes, pins on pinterest, etc. I really believe God is teaching me that I don’t need to achieve goals at breakneck speed. Gradual growth is better than sudden explosions. Oh, it’s great to have a spurt every now and then. As long as the increase is given by God and the glory for the increase is given to Him. I don’t want the spotlight to be on me.
My heart’s cry is to point others to Jesus. When I get caught up in the pace, then I lose the focal point of reaching and helping others for Christ. As my awesome friend, Karen Ehman, says, “Don’t take on more than you can pray for.”
So I run to pray and I pray that I can run the full race…