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Your Will Be Done

"Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air."
1 Corinthians 9:26

A lot of things have happened for me, as far as running goes, the past few days. Sunday night, I beat my mile record by 5 seconds! I really tried to beat 8:30 but it just didn't happen. I finished in 8:52, but I was still so excited to pass 8:57! I haven't even come close since last year!
I also dedicated myself to a 100km in June challenge! That's 62.137 miles! But more than the distance, that's 2 miles with God daily!

On Sunday, I ran with my praise and worship music for the first time in a long time. My iPod has been dead and sometimes I enjoy it just being me, the road, and the Lord. But one song came on and touched my heart in particular. 

"For all of this life
Your Spirit ignites
A heavenly fire
Untouched by the night
You opened our eyes
Turned death into life
Revealing all truth
There's no one like You"

There is absolutely nothing I love more than when God opens my eyes. Especially when I ask for help in a certain area in my life and I can physically sense and feel Him helping me. The Bible says in John 14:13-14, "Whatever you ask in my name, this I will do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son. If you ask me anything in my name, I will do it."

This doesn't mean that anything I ask will be given to me. Not everything is God's Will. But when I struggle with sin in my life, it is God's Will that I come to Him for help. And He is faithful to answer my prayers and to help me!

While doing some personal study this week, I came across my opening verse, "Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air." It just warms my heart when I come across verses that mention running. Just like I don't run outside with no goal or purpose in mind, I don't live my life with no purpose or goal in mind. 

I've been thinking a lot lately about purpose and what God wants from my life. God wants me to start with the little things. He wants me to give him everything, my entire being. If I hold back even one area of my life, I'm not fulfilling my purpose. My purpose is to serve God! 

Can I serve God while being judgmental of other people? 

No.

Can I turn around and serve God after gossiping?

No.

Can I serve God while being puffed up with pride?

No!

I know I won't ever be perfect this side of Heaven, but it's time to let go of those seemingly "little" sins and give EVERYTHING to God.

"Think about the things of heaven, not the things of earth."

Your Will be done .... Your kingdom come .... My hope is in You.
Lord don't delay, come have Your way, my hope is in You.
my hope is in You. 
 

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