When I was in 9th grade I was running track as a freshman at Middletown High School in Middletown, R.I. We did not have that many runners and so many of us had to run or participate in various races. I competed in the high jump, 220 yard dash and mile. I was not a long distance runner. I hated to run any kind of long distance. My dad was an everyday mile runner. He’d come home after work, change clothes and run his mile through the island neighborhood. My brother and I would often get on our bikes and ride beside him as he ran. My brother runs long distances and has competed in many marathons around the country. Not me. I’ll walk long distances, but not run.
In 9th grade, we were having a track meet against a neighboring city. I competed in the high jump and 220 and did alright. In a few minutes was the mile. I tried to mentally prepare myself for circling the track 4 times before the race was over. We lined up at the starting line and began the race. I kept up with the leader of the pack for the first 2 and ½ laps. In my mind was this battle. I hate this race. I don’t want to run this race. I’m not going to win so why am I running. At a little over half the race I thought, “how can I get out of this race? I hate this!” So I faked a leg cramp. I fell to the ground writhing in fake pain. The rest of the runners passed me, looked back but kept on running. My coach and team mates came running towards me and I pulled the fake injury perfectly. They helped me up and carried me off the track. Success. I didn’t have to finish the race.
Now we laugh at that or scoff, and wonder how I could do such a thing, but for all of us, we live that same kind of reality with some areas of our lives. There are things about our lives that we hate to do. We may do it sometimes, but often we fake an injury to stop our running that particular race. We utilize the vast array of excuses and reasons why we did gave up. It is too hard for us at that moment. The excuses often then become part of our life story. For each of us, there are items we are excellent in and others in which we fail. We give up!
How do we persevere? How do we get maturity? How do we not lack anything? The main ingredient is realizing that we do not have the answers ourselves and ask our Father in Heaven. The Biblical writer, James gives the answer….”if any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault and it will be given to him.”
What is wisdom? It is “the ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting; insight.” Wisdom comes from God and is the ability to know what to do to persevere through the trial or situation that gives heartache or pain. When the trial comes upon us we often do not know how to act or respond. We may not know how to feel about the situation or dilemma. We may not know what to ask for. We face the situation, ask God for discernment on how to respond. That is where the joy comes from. It is not naturally going to arrive in our hearts. Most naturally, we are going to be pained, depressed, discouraged and only God can help us find a better response, one that brings perseverance, maturity, not lacking anything.
The reality is, issues, circumstances, pain, agony, death, disease, and heartache are going to arrive in our lives. They will come into the lives of those we love and care for. The greatest example we can give is to not pray for relief as much as we pray for wisdom so that we can have perseverance that will bring maturity.
Thoughts?