The Great Race

Could it be that I have not had anything to say? Don't bet on it! I have not written in this blog lately because I believe it is a sacred opportunity to say something worthwhile. I examine every thought that seems appropriate for this blog before I ever type a word.

The topics I will be exploring in the future are varied. One such subject is the race of life. I am not talking about the Rat Race, as some folks refer to life, but the race Paul speaks of in the scriptures, the great Race of Faith.

In using this metaphor of Paul's for life lived as a Christian, we must first see how we got started in the race. We don't have to go far in the New Testament or even in one specific book to read of the way we were chosen to represent Christ in this race. In John's gospel we read that Jesus chose us; we did not choose Him. In Ephesians we also see we were chosen. Remember how great is was to be one picked for a team? Your heart pounded; you felt so good. You did not want to let your coach and team members down. You felt unworthy and unsure, but here was the coach choosing you - how utterly cool!

Isn't it phenomenal to know the God of the universe chose you and me to be His own? That is where I want us to start as we consider the great race of life; where our starting line is, how we train, and where we finish.

Please join me in expressing gratitude to God for this great privilege of wearing His team's colors. Acknowledge as fact that you are chosen to receive His great love and lavish grace. Look forward to the whole course as you "...run with patience the race set before you, looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of your faith." See you at the finish line, Doma