In the past two weeks instead of my usual go to comfort mode – food, Jesus urged me to run to Him. RUN to Him because that is where true, lasting, honest, non-fattening comfort is found. I have bad knees from arthritis and some kind of mess up from our bike accident, so actual feet on the pavement running isn’t going to happen anytime soon. But that doesn’t mean my soul can’t run.
There are plenty of Bible folk who ran. I reckon they didn’t have bikes or cars, so getting somewhere fast, involved running. David ran when he had to get away from crazy King Saul. More than once when people recognized Jesus, they ran to him and brought their friends in case anyone needed healing. The servant girl heard Peter at the gate, and was so excited she didn’t open the gate, just turned and ran to tell the others Peter had arrived. The two apostles ran to the tomb when they heard it was empty, one reaching it before the other one because he was faster. (If that little tidbit is important enough to be included in the Word, I’m putting it here). Running, running, running.
I kept hearing this message: to run to Jesus, and so, I did. When I felt overwhelmed, I spiritually ran to Jesus. Kinda sad? Took it to Jesus. Satan whispering my name? Jesus. Really excited? High fiving Jesus. (Which is high fiving myself and saying, ‘we did it Jesus, high five!’)
It’s made a big change in my attitude and put my focus where I know it should be – on He, not me.
God designed us each uniquely. He gave me a love of nature and a love of music. Song really speaks to my spirit. So, while I’m being the clay to His potter hands, and learning how to run, in spite of bad knees, He also gave me a song! It’s called RUN, (of course it is!) by Sanctus Real. What a great God! Equipping me with every good thing I need to be a vessel He can use…arthritic knees maybe, but no arthritic soul.
I don’t have any pictures of me running, so I’m giving you the other favorite: a bird.
Don’t let life get you down, RUN to Jesus! He’s waiting for you!