Piper (my 9 year old daughter) woke up and ran a nice 5k with me again today. She is doing great! She went out a little too fast, I think, and she began to experience a significant fade pretty soon after the first mile. But she kept a smile on her face the whole time, and it blessed my heart!
We ran 3.1 miles in 32 minutes and 32 seconds, which was an average pace of 10:30 per mile. Our first mile was 9:44. The second was 10:33, and the third had slipped to 11:07. Her poor, tired, little legs were going as hard as they could. I am convinced that she is getting stronger through this challenge, though it may seem a lot like she is getting weaker right now…
I think we can all relate to that! In fact, it reminds me of today’s Bible reading. As Jesus heads towards the cross, it seems like things are getting so much worse. I’m sure the disciples are beginning to fear that this is the end, that all hope is lost, that the movement they were apart of was no longer getting stronger -but that it was actually getting weaker!
How wrong they were!
The cross was NOT a display of Christ’s weakness, but of His power! True hope was being born! The movement was about to erupt!