“Therefore, since we also have such a large cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us lay aside every hindrance and the sin that so easily ensnares us. Let us run with endurance the race that lies before us, keeping our eyes on Jesus, the source and perfecter of our faith. For the joy that lay before him, he endured the cross despising the shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”

Hebrews 12:1-2 (CSB)

Dearest Readers,

We find ourselves nearing the end of Mornings in The Word. I hope to continue some semblance of this series, sprinkled throughout this small place I call home. So I ask the question, would you be interested in similar posts?  Have you been fed and encouraged in some little way? I would love to hear from you. What words you may need in your life in this season. 

I chose today’s Scripture from Hebrews because I am a runner. When I was able to run, long distances were my favorite, building endurance a challenge, and I loved every moment, every step. My last physical race has taken me to the most critical race in my life.

The Wilderness Marathon. Running through the unknown, through barren land and rocky terrain. A run without pointers and arrows to guide me, keeping me from getting lost. I did not sign up for The Wilderness Marathon, the wilderness found me. The unexpected knocked the wind from my lungs, tangled my feet, forcing me into a chair.

A new life, new routine, new race. Losing any semblance of control over my body and my life, flailing about, in need of direction.

How in the unholy hard does one adjust their course? How can you change your course?

“Therefore, since we also have such a large cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us lay aside every hindrance and the sin that so easily ensnares us. Let us run with endurance the race that lies before us, keeping our eyes on Jesus, the source and perfecter of our faith. For the joy that lay before him, he endured the cross despising the shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:1-2 (CSB)

  • Laying aside every hindrance and sin that easily entangles. For me that was control, accepting my weakness, learning to live outside of my comfort zone, and narrowing my boundaries.
  • Keeping our eyes on the Guide. In a regular marathon, cheerleaders and coaches strategically placed along the way, encouraging, giving pep talks, and talking you through any negotiations you may be having with yourself, somewhere along mile eighteen. In this case, God guided me, carried me when my feet could not. He wiped my tears, whispered strength into my soul. Fed me sustenance when I could not feed myself.
  • The cloud of witnesses. I would not survive without my Sweet Man, Soul Sister, Prayer Warriors, Family, and our community. Soup, banana bread, small gifts, cards, and books showing up with perfect timing.

I could feel the hand of God wiping my tears as I wrestled through the wilderness. I felt His hand on my back pushing me forward when I could not move. His comfort in the scary unknown. I begged and pleaded for strength to live my story well.

He has given me so much more. I have said it before, and I will repeat it, I would not trade this race for all the others He allowed me to run. I can see the endurance He was building for this marathon.

It has been here in The Wilderness where He has become the love of my life, my sustainer, and provider.

Sweet Reader, I pray today, whatever race you find yourself in, that you are looking to God! 

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I’m blessed to serve you in this place, to share with you the Gifts of Grace as I journey through the wilderness. I picture you across the table, hands wrapped tightly around your cup, sharing life, and laughter, and tears. As I share with you, my daily struggles, I long to hear what yours may be. You can do that by commenting below or reaching out to me here.