I like being lazy and letting other people do the writing. These stories are also so awesome I just can’t help but share them here for you to be encouraged. What I like about this story--written by Lauren--is that marathons and husbands are extras. They aren’t required for survival. But it’s so beautiful to see God blessing people with desires that He has placed in their hearts.
The following is Lauren’s guest post. Enjoy!
MAT 19:26 And looking upon them Jesus said to them, "With men this is impossible, but with God all things are possible."
All my life I have looked at people who ran marathons with mixed emotions. Part of me stood in awe of the fact that they really ran twenty-six miles, but the other part of me was disgusted with them because I was jealous of their accomplishment. Running a Marathon had forever been on my life to-do list, but whether or not I actually thought I could do it was a different story.
In July, I was running my usual 4-mile loop and I was suddenly hit with a runner’s high, which made me decide to run the loop twice. I was completely blown away by the fact that I had run eight whole miles! I decided that day that I was going to shoot for the half marathon in November.
About a week later I sprained my ankle while playing volleyball. The injury put me out of running for two months and I had to put the half marathon plans on the shelf. The Lord taught me a lot through those two months of life. Although it was very painful and inconvenient, I would not go back and change things if I had the chance.
Sometime in the beginning of September I was dreaming about running and thinking about the half and whole marathons that were coming in a few months. (There is nothing like not being allowed to run because of an injury that makes you just die to go running.) I felt like the Lord spoke to me. He told me that if I wanted to run them, He would give me the strength to do it. He told me to wait two weeks before I started training and then He would get me through the rest.
I was pretty excited. I waited 2 weeks like He told me, and then I was on the road again!
I started training in September on a hurt ankle. Less than three months and three hundred or so training miles later I completed my first marathon. A few years later I did another one. I feel like it was a miracle. I broke a lot of rules in the running books about adequate training time spans, etc. I should have gotten injured again. It felt insane. It also was a very dark season of life for me in which I battled some depression. Running definitely got me through it.
It was “more than a marathon” to me because it was the first time in my life that I distinctly remember hearing the Lord speak to me. I had felt “lead to” do things before that, but never a clear voice like I did in that circumstance. That also gave me confidence for one of the next times in my life when I heard God clearly say something to me: the night He told me I would marry the man who is now my husband. I had periods of doubt and frustration through the waiting period, but His word to me was true!
So those are my miracles. They both blew me away. And, they both make me excited about walking with the Lord. It’s cool how He personally speaks to us sometimes. I pray I hear His voice more!