I had an absolutely horrible day last week. There are so many areas in my life that are open ended and I hate having things open ended. That was one of the best things about graduating from college. In college there was always a paper to write, a test to study for, a group project to organize. College was an amazing time of my life, but I always looked forward to the end of the semester when my time would be my time and I didn’t have any assignments hanging over my head and taking up valuable space in my head.

At this season in my life there are several areas that occupy space in my brain, I’m planning a wedding and will be married in three months (THREE MONTHS!), house hunting (it’s not as glamorous as HGTV makes it out to be), huge family changes and some other personal friendship/relationship stuff to boot. It’s getting a little crowded in that small brain of mine, real estate is as scarce as it is in the Bay Area! Most of these things are open ended and as much as I would like them to be nearly wrapped up, these open ended issues have really started to take their toll.

The other night at dinner, my dad simply asked me how wedding planning was going. As I started to tell him about how it was stressing me out, I lost it. I let everything go and just weeped. My dad practically reminded me that I didn’t need to be stressed about the wedding, as it is just one day compared to the marriage that will be a lifetime. I nodded and tried to remind myself of that fact as I retreated to my room. Then I started ugly crying. I just felt so tired. Nothing particularly bad had happened that day, but it was the culmination of many things and I just felt like I couldn’t carry all of these burdens any more.

And as I was lying on my bed, attempting to keep my snot from getting onto my pillow, I just thought about how I couldn’t wait to go on a run the next day.

I popped up bright and early the next day for an 8.5 mile run. I met a good friend and while we were running I recounted the tsunami of emotions I felt the day before. One of the reasons I love running is the space it gives me to think and clear my head. Running is special. It’s not only good for your physical being, but it’s good for your soul.

Something that came to mind after last week was Hebrews 12:1-2:

Let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith.

After those 8.5 miles, things seemed hopeful again. It’s so easy for me to get caught up in the immediate struggles I’m going through and blow them up into epic proportions. But life is not a sprint, it’s more like a marathon, maybe an ultramarathon is a more accurate description. These small bumps in the road, while they may seem big to me at the time, they can after time turn into very small things.

Lesson learned: Jesus is in control, and through him I have the endurance to run this race of life.


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2 thoughts on “Endurance”

  1. This is very true!! Running does put a lot of my life in perspective. I understand those waves of emotion, too!! Sometimes you just got to get it all out! I hope you feel better! 😉

  2. i find a good run will always help clear my mind of stresses and helps press the reset button on thoughts. I’d love for you to follow my running journey and get some tips/experiences with me!

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