Meet My “Running Shoes”

These are my running shoes. I got fitted for them at a real running store.


The first time out with them I thought I’d be faster. Maybe I’d even make it around the block. Wrong. Still stopped when I started breathing hard. Still hated every second of it.

Sometimes I convince myself I’ll run a 5K…the Disney one to be exact. Then I hear about people running marathons. What? How did the ante get upped so much? Come on people! I just want to make it past my neighbor’s mailbox.

Maybe running isn’t the only thing we’ve raised the bar on. Could it be that we’ve done the same with parenting? What about being a woman? What about Christianity?

Did we somewhere along the way decide that grace wasn’t enough? When did we start adding to “It is finished?” Was it at the same time we convinced ourselves that our sin isn’t so bad? Have we forgotten what we really deserve?

Paul had it right when he said, “And I, when I came to you, brothers, did not come proclaiming to you the testimony of God with lofty speech or wisdom. For I decided to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ and him crucified.” (I Corinthians 2:1,2)

In running, I focus on the basics. Breathe. One step at a time. Don’t pass out.

Maybe that’s a good place to get back to with Christianity. Gospel. “Jesus Christ and him crucified.” Jesus in my place. The beginning and the end. Undeserved grace.

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