Who ordered the sun to come up so early today? Take it back! I am not ready, darn it!
Oh yeah… it was God.
Ummm… sorry Lord, you caught me before my coffee. I guess I should thank you for the beautiful morning but you already know it would not be heartfelt.
I used to be a guy who could hear the alarm in the morning and jump out of bed ready for the day. Now I often wake up dead-dog tired. Not always physically tired but psychologically tired, emotionally tired, stressed. My bed is becoming my best friend and my alarm–my worst enemy.
On the surface, most would see little for me to stress about. I am blessed in many ways; incredible wife, great kids, decent health, good job, nice home… The list goes on. The blessings are many and pretty obvious. I shouldn’t complain, but I do.
What weighs on me is that I am having a hard time finishing what I believe God has called me to do. Hebrews 12 calls it “the race marked out before me” and I am supposed to “run that race with perseverance”.
The racing part is not too hard for me. I am really fast and I feel like I was born to run. It is those darn hurdles spaced ten yards apart that I find so difficult. So I have taken to running past the hurdles instead of taking them as they come. The thing is: the finish line never comes for those who skip the hurdles.
I am not much of a hurdler and I am starting to feel like I can’t finish my race. I forget that there was a time when I couldn’t do the running part either; I wasn’t fast… at all.
But, God… That is the greatest beginning to any sentence.
…”With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 20:26
Why do I forget so easily… that I couldn’t run at all if it weren’t for God? After everything he has shown me, how can I not understand that He can make me fly over every hurdle at once? If a camel can go through the eye of a needle… Why do I insist on counting on me to run my race rather than The One who has proven again and again and again that He can be counted upon?