This morning, God continued to sing me a love song by having Mandissa's "Overcomer" playing on the radio as the alarm went off this morning: "...You might be down for a moment, feeling that it's hopeless, and that's when He'll remind you--You're an overcomer..." On my walk with the dog, I put on my Marathon playlist and set it to shuffle. However, there was nothing random about the songs that were played: The first four songs were "I Feel Pretty" (West Side Story), "Wait and See" (Brandon Heath), "Remind Me Who I Am" (Jason Gray) and "All Creation" (Brian Doerkson/Vineyard Worship). He reminded me what my husband had been telling me, that my training was not without fruit because I was stronger, my body was leaner and I had developed enough strength to run 15 miles AND He had been teaching me so much through it. He reminded me how beautiful I am in His eyes ("I Feel Pretty"), that He won't forget me, nor is He finished with me yet ("Wait and See"), that regardless of what I do, I am the one He loves ("Remind Me Who I Am") and that He will provide all that I need ("All Creation") for which I am incredibly thankful. Then came the worship songs, which I unabashadly sang to Him who is my Savior, Messiah, Redeemer and Friend, even though I was still walking the dog and making a fool of myself and in danger of torturing people with the sound of my singing.
So I will listen to the words of Isaiah 40:31 and wait on the Lord, on His timing, on His provision and teaching and I will follow His lead which will make me stronger in so many ways, so that the next time He calls me to run a marathon, IF He calls me to run a marathon, I will run and not grow weary--at least until I cross the finish line.
P.S. I have also come up with a list of the benefits of not finishing that outweighs the loss of some bling (the medal) and the title of "marathon finisher":
- I still earned the T-shirt and arm warmers (which aren't much more than adornments for anywhere other than Arizona) by starting the race and training for five months.
- I can move today.
- I can walk (with some difficulty).
- I can bend down, given enough time.
- I can walk up and down stairs, gingerly.
- I showed my kids that even grown ups fail and have to pick themselves up and try again and are thankful for the chance to try.
- Best of all, I will be able to run before the end of the week :-D