How many times have you heard the expression about life not being a sprint, but a marathon? When I ran sprints in grade school and high school, I was content to go full speed for 100 or 220 yards and ignore the pacing advice. When I was relegated to the 440 because of an injury, I had to think more about not going "out too fast" so I had "something left" for the final few yards. And then I got into long distance running where a Marathon was a marathon and pacing was not only necessary, but essential.
And now, the expression can be modified to life being not a marathon, but an ultra-marathon or more accurately, an eternal marathon. Four years ago tomorrow, Karen and I left Colorado for what we thought would be a three-month sprint, which has now become an almost-four year marathon, with the finish line.........somewhere still before us. We never know when the "race" will end, when we will hear a "last call" or that anticipated "well done", but we press on, endure, persevere and keep the faith until it's over. Yogi Berra or Casey Stengel or some other sage philosopher said "it ain't over 'til it's over" and there is a heap of truth to that.
It's hard to know the correct pace when we can't see the finish line, but by God's grace He gives us the strength and stamina and rest we need to keep going, maintain our enthusiasm and know that He has it all figured out, and under control. Thank You. Thank You, Lord.
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