Just ran another 10km. Took 1h04min. Can certainly be better,
but this is already the best I have ran. Still felt like I could ran
somemore...it was a great feeling, a swelling of satisfaction n pride
within me. I can do it...no, I did it! I'm on the way to fitness n good
looks. I was leaving the old weak fat chubby me...I am much better...
And suddenly, I walked past the garden where I used to struggle
even completing a round, past the slope I named "slope of faith". I
remembered back in sec school when I was so weak n dreaded sports cos I
felt I would never excel in it. I recalled running rounds in the garden,
with 爷爷, struggling each time n feeling so accomplised even after
completing a 400m run. I remember the pain n dread each time I ran up
the 200m slope. I would be praying every step of it, singing "mountain
of God" n drawing strength from Him.
...even though the journey is long, and I know the road is
tough. Well the one who had gone before me, He will help me carry on...
It suddenly dawned upon me. I have forgotten all these
struggles n pain. I have forgotten all the encouragements God gave given
me. I have forgotten the passion/skill/perseverence/courage to face the
impossible...worst of all, I have forgotten the One who has brought me
thru all these struggles, to the confident self I am today.
It's scary just how easy our hearts are prone to wonder. It is
terrifying how we forget the God who had blessed us, when we are so
blessed. No wonder the writer of proverbs wrote
“Two things I ask of you, Lord ; do not refuse me before I die:
Keep falsehood and lies far from me; give me neither poverty nor
riches, but give me only my daily bread. Otherwise, I may have too much
and disown you and say, ‘Who is the Lord ?’ Or I may become poor and
steal, and so dishonor the name of my God.
Proverbs 30:7-9 NIV
Father, may this be my prayer too. Help me to never forget. Amen
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