I love running with my neighbors in Track Town USA. Five marathons later, you could say I’ve been assimilated into the “runners religion.” Every race comes with the anticipation for the next mile marker, the next aid station, the next smile, the next “you got this,” and the next familiar friend cheering you on. It’s painful to push through cramps and sore muscles. It takes dedication to place one foot in front of the other for another mile. You can’t pretend in a marathon. It exacts a toll. Perhaps, like me, you’ve hit a wall. It’s mile 14, and you’re collapsing, or muscles are seizing up, and you just hope to finish. I only finished #2 & #3 because I chose to lay down and do some stretches mid-race and because my wife was there to cheer me on when I was ready to give up. True humility is gained from the curbs of life when our pride and independence fail us. Life and leadership involves pushing through more than 26.2 miles - remember, just like the old Nike slogan goes: there is no finish line.
Teacher:
Lars Coburn
Harbor, Pepperdine Bible Lectures