I had hoped we could run together yesterday morning — side by side, two sisters, tracing the country roads near my home.
It happened this way instead: She ran, and I snapped a few pictures.
I surprised my sister Juliann when I showed up on the route with a camera around my neck. I knelt down on the pavement and struck the pose of a high-fashion photographer.
“Work it! Work it!” I shouted as she trotted my way.
And we laughed at the Sunday-morning silliness.
My sister Juliann and I have been training for a half-marathon that we’re running together on May 2 in Lincoln, Nebraska. My sister-in-law Aimee is running the full marathon. But I’ve been temporarily sidelined by a torn muscle.
This weekend, I ran my miles on an elliptical machine, while looking out a window and longing to feel pavement under my feet.
I want to run with my sisters. Instead, I’ve been running in place. Doctor’s orders.
And life can feel that way sometimes. It can feel like everyone around us is moving ahead, stepping up, making progress, gaining strength. Meanwhile, we’re weak and hurting … and just marking time, like hamsters on spinning wheels.
But these steps we’re taking? They mean something, too. Even when it feels like we’re running in place, God is building our spiritual muscles for our own journeys Home.
My sisters and I are headed for the same finish line, but God is taking us there on different routes. He says to me: “I know the way for you.”
“Your own ears will hear him. Right behind you a voice will say, “This is the way you should go.”
— Isaiah 30:21
On Saturday, I ran in place for a little more than an hour. ‘Round and ’round my feet went.
Never look back, some folks say. I don’t know about that. Because, every once in a while on these journeys, it’s good to stop and turn around so we can see how far we’ve come.
Or, if you’re running in place, it’s good to look down. (-smile-) Because those digital numbers on the screen of the elliptical machine said my time was not wasted. The numbers said I’d made progress. A little more than an hour after I’d started, I’d done something I’d never done before: I’d run seven miles!
Dear friends, Does it feel like you’re running in place today? May you see your work through the eyes of the Father, who views time and space and distance from an eternal perspective. He knows the way Home. He knows how far you’ve come.
And sisters Juliann and Aimee? I’ll see you two on that road before long ….
Work it, girls!
Photos: My sister, Juliann, running the country roads near my home.