Running Little Running Humble

Today I ran another 2 miles on the treadmill. Yes, its just a little bit and its less than what I've been running, but at least I'm running! I'm happy to be able to do just 2!

My new shoes felt great and now hours later my knee is feeling pretty good too. I am very much relieved. As I've thought about my marathon aspirations which began months ago in great determination and all the things that have transpired - all the obstacles and then the total change of direction the Lord brought my way, it is rather humbling. I haven't reliquished my hope or dream to run a full marathon someday, but do know that it is not at this time. The knee injury has confirmed this for me and only being able to run a couple miles has put me back to humble beginnings. But I suppose that any kind of humility is a good thing. My loss can really be my gain. Just like my weaknesses can be my strength. It is always my weaknesses that cause me to look to God's grace and it is His grace that helps my weaknesses display His power. And when this happens I can glory in my weaknesses knowing that the power of God will be seen. The divine has come to do its work. And to yield is to be humble. Humility is knowing that we are unable to change ourselves. I have a Savior that has not just saved me on the day I was reborn, but He continually saves me - day after day after day! Saving me from the power of sin, the snare of Satan and all the world's enticements. My Savior saves me by changing me and conforming me to His likeness.

Back to humble beginnings is a good place to be. It reminds me that every little step I take each day to grow in my faith will be met with grace to produce in me the very thing I cannot seem to produce in myself. The distance of the 26 miler practically pales in comparison to the length, and height, the depth and breadth of this kind of 2 mile meditation! No wonder the Lord said not to "despise the day of small things!"