“There will be days when you soar and days when you run. But most days, you’ll walk.”
Good thing, I thought. I tried to take up my husband’s favorite hobby, but no, running is not for my knees or me. When he runs in races, I am in the cheering section, and from there I marvel at the diversity among the running sort. Have you ever witnessed a 5 or 10K? There are racers of all ages, body types, and facial expressions. Even those who don’t look the part are pounding the pavement, finish line in sight. Almost always, I think “If that person can run, I can run.” But then reality returns, and I remain the person whose bumper sticker proclaims “0.0”.
And, when I think of soaring, humanly speaking, I picture gravity-defying sports like hang gliding or paragliding. In my world, gravity is good. My only experience that remotely resembles soaring would be ziplining at children’s camp. Which reminds me of the fourth-grade girl on the line next to mine who boldly leapt off the perch while I urged someone to push me off and get it over with. Her victorious voice sailed across the sky with her tiny frame: “I’m beating yoouuuuu…..”
Yes, I am sensible and cautious. Ugh. I long to be adventurous and carefree. A seize-the-day type of girl whose mantra is “Carpe Diem” rather than “Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly.”
Thankfully, the person who told me that most days would entail walking rather than running or soaring meant this in the spiritual sense. He was my trusted mentor and shepherd. Upon my graduation from seminary, Pastor Rosser presented me with a wall plaque that pictured a majestic eagle soaring over the mountain peaks.
Those who trust in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary; they will walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31
I greatly miss Pastor Rosser. At his memorial service, words were spoken of the “good race” that he ran and finished well. Surely Pastor Rosser soared in the power of the Spirit, ran in pursuit of the lost, and walked in daily obedience to His Savior.
“There will be days when you soar and days when you run. But most days, you’ll walk.”
Now that I am well past the peak experience of graduation, I understand the daily-ness of walking. Of course I long to soar upon His strength and run with His perseverance, but most days I focus on putting one foot in front of the other. Time spent in the Word. Prayer. Small steps of relationship-building. Loving my family. Serving my church family. Laundry.
All of these steps (even laundry!) are essential to the trust in the Lord that renews and fuels the soaring, empowers the running, and enables the walking. As we applaud athletes as they soar and run, we understand that their accomplishments involve many, many years of skill building and practice. Not every day offers the opportunity to revel in the roar of the crowd or stand atop a podium. But every day offers a chance to step closer to the goal.
… my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace. Acts 20:24