Why Are You Running This Race?

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us. Hebrews 12:1 (NLT)
Tonight I was on the website of Race For The Cure. One of the message boards is called Why Am I Running? People are invited to share why they are running in Race For The Cure. They do it for a variety of reasons. Sometimes it is because they are a cancer survivor. Sometimes someone they love has died from cancer and they run in memory of that individual. Sometimes someone they love is battling for their life and so they are running to honor them. Sometimes they don't know anyone who has breast cancer but they know it is a horrible disease and they just want to do what they can to help find a cure. There are a lot of different reasons.

As I was browsing through the topic, I started thinking about how we as Christians are running a race. I asked myself the same question. Why am I running this race? I think this is a question worth consideration. You see, my motive plays a role in how well and how long I run this race. This is not to say my motive can't change while I am running this race.

If I am running this race simply to try to avoid having bad things happen to me, I may find that I will have trouble sticking to the course. You see, while fear may motivate us for awhile we humans have a tendency to get reckless when things are going well. We carry on like we're going to live forever unless you've been told you have an incurable deadly disease lurking about in you. It might be able to be chased away for a bit but there's no guarantee it can be kept away. Then you go the opposite direction and you think every little twinge means you're going to die any second. That's a whole different story.

If I am running this race because someone else is, I'm probably going to eventually grow tired and part ways. If I'm running this race to hear applause, I'm going to eventually drop out because I'll soon find out the applause usually will turn into boos. If I run this race to gain fame and fortune, I'll discover that my fame and fortune was nothing but a house of cards and when it collapses, so will I.

Why am I running this race? This question screams out in my mind. What is my true motivation? I try to imagine for a moment life without him. That's very, very hard for me to do. You see, I was seven years old when I started running this race. It is very hard to remember before. I cannot remember a time in which I did not know that God loved me. I remember singing Jesus Love Me and thinking that's me!

At Race For The Cure, many people write names on a placards and pin them to their back. They want everyone to know they are running in honor of or for the sake of someone they love. They want everyone to know those names. They proudly bear their names.

In my race, I want to be running in honor of the one I love, Jesus Christ. I want the whole world to see that I love him! I want the whole world to see that I bear his name and I want my life to honor him every step of the way. This is why I am running this race. I am running it out of love and honor of Jesus Christ. Why are you running the race?

K :princess: