This Is A Marathon, Not A Sprint

Iβve never been an endurance kind of runner. I would get that pain in my side from the build-up of lactic acid, at least thatβs what real runners told me it was. And I needed to stop along the route for a rest for those longer runs- you know… like a 5k.Β π
I prefer sprints. Let me quickly get to where I want to be, let me quickly get through this hard thing to get to the easier thing, the fun thing, the gratification part. But here we are in this quarantine race that feelsΒ like the Mac-daddy of marathons.
Anybody else need a second wind? I have learned, and I am still learning, how to go to God for that fresh strength. His strength in me gives me what I need to keep going and…it gives me the strength I need to rest along the way.
As it turns out, we need strength for both. To run and rest…and then run some more. We will get through this together. Let His strength refresh you today. All of us are endurance runners in training.
βGOD doesnβt come and go. God lasts. Heβs Creator of all you can see or imagine. He doesnβt get tired out, doesnβt pause to catch his breath. And he knows everything, inside and out. He energizes those who get tired, gives fresh strength to dropouts. For even young people tire and drop out, young folk in their prime stumble and fall. But those who wait upon GOD get fresh strength. They spread their wings and soar like eagles, They run and donβt get tired, they walk and donβt lag behind.β
ββ- Isaiahβ¬ β40:27-31β¬ β(MSG)