Running the Race

I feel like I’m running a race.

I’ve been running for quite some time, I’m tired, I feel alone, and I want to get to the finish line in order to receive the price of a race well run.

I am running to reach the goal. I’m running with perseverance. Running in obedience without understanding the full idea of why the race seems so long.

Every time I think as though the end is coming I’m left with dust on my knees; I get back up and keep on running despite the bruises and weariness.

The other day I was encouraged, a friend told me that I was not alone in this race. They told me that they were in it too. They told me that if we run just a little bit more we will arrive! We will receive the price for our obedience and perseverance!

Lord Jesus, Help me never lose sight of you. Help me remember that you are my strength; you are the giver of life. You are my everything. I am never satisfied with what I have in you; I need more of you each day.
Help me to persevere even when I don’t understand. Help me to walk in obedience even when it doesn’t make sense. I will not live life by my emotions or the circumstances; I will live by the truth on which I stand. I will continue recognizing you in all things, I am not my own. You have given me life and given it to the fullest. I am ever so grateful. I love you Jesus. I need you. Please be with me in this race. Please guide me in my steps. Show me where to turn and where keep straight. Show me your hand when I start to fall. Be with me Jesus. I will follow you where ever you go.
Guide me in your ways. Run this race with me today and always.