This morning I was running some speed work on the track. Usually when I run speed work, I like to have loud music blaring in my ears, pushing me faster, but this morning the humidity and (almost) rain forced me to run without tunes. So I was doing what I usually do when I run: praying.
As I prayed, I felt like God was telling me something. Something subtle in that still small voice. Or maybe not. "Shut up" were the exact words. "I want to talk to you for a while."
As I "listened" God "spoke." It was all about competition. One reason I run is because I'm competitive. mostly against myself. And as I ran my 1600m repeats, I was focused on "negative splits" (meaning running each one faster than the other).
The message I got from God was that I've been working hard all my life to prove that I'm good enough. That I fit in. If I can only achieve, then it will prove all that.
God told me that I don't have anything to prove, because it doesn't have anything to do with how well I achieve. I have worth because of who HE is. Because He declares me "good enough" for His love. Because He declares me not just barely good enough, but perfect - made so by the blood of Jesus.
It was a great feeling to be reminded of who I am.
And I ran the last 1600m 5 seconds faster than the first.