How I want to cross the finish line

Many people, as they get older, settle back into a life of quiet retirement, enjoying the fruits of their years of labor. They are content to relax, to sit back and savor life.

There’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s not what I want.

I don’t want to drag myself across the finish line of this life. When that line comes in view in the distance, I want to break into a sprint, flinging myself wholeheartedly into everything God has for me right up until my last breath, even if the only thing I’m physically able to do is intercede for others. I want to finish well.

And as I cross the finish line, I’ll hear the angelic cheers…

(Remind me of that as I get older!)

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  • Justin Hiebert

    This is a good reminder for all of us. I posted awhile back on the idea of heaven not as the goal of Christianity (Jesus came to get us into it), but as the reward for doing this life well (crossing the finish line of a race run well). Your post does a great job reminding us of that and urging us on. Thanks for sharing.

    • felicitydale

      Justin, an interesting (and valuable) distinction. Thank you.

  • henry gomez

    Great post Felicity. Very scriptural too. I have found that my fuller life is when I run the race. I sense Jesus so much more when I run the race. Though the Spirit is always with us I sense His presence more while in the race. I learn so much more when I am in the race. “Philemon 1:6 NIV

    I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith, so that you will have a full understanding of every good thing we have in Christ.”

    • felicitydale

      In my experience, when I lose sight of the race, I tend towards complacency and mediocrity.

      Thank you for sharing and praying, Henry.