I’ve shared with family and friends the ecstatic feeling that came from being able to run for the first time in almost four months since a severe ankle injury. Any athlete or active person who has been injured understands the pain, disappointment, and frustration from limited activity. I cried more than I wish anyone to know when I found out that I couldn’t play sports for the entire Minnesota summer. When I ran for the first time, to me, it was better than someone handing me $10,000.
So, you get the idea. This was a huge gift. But, the timing was also significant. And, by timing I don’t mean a Tuesday evening in October. What I didn’t share was that the same day I felt a million miles away from God. I felt as though I had failed Him, my family, and friends in more ways than I care to admit. It was while sharing my struggles with a dear friend that I all of the sudden felt ready to try running again.
I know that God has given me a love that I don’t deserve. But, in that moment of being given such a tangible gift when I certainly didn’t deserve it drastically impacted me. It was as if I found out I got promoted at my job right after I made a critical mistake that cost the company thousands of dollars. It didn’t make any sense, and it almost felt wrong to accept. But, God’s love is like that, and He wants us to accept it and show the same grace-filled love to others.
“You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. 7 Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. 8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” – Romans 5:6-8