Although we only compete in the sport twice a year, I am moved in a meaningful way each time. There is just something incredible about watching your children participate in this type of challenge (especially when I have never had the tenacity to take one on myself.)
It reminds me that they are their own people. They came from my womb, but they are growing, changing creations of God. As parents we nurture, train, encourage, coach...but ultimately we must step back to the sidelines as they make their own way in this world.
In youth triathlons part of the race includes the transition areas where they change clothes, load/unload bikes, etc--parents aren't allowed to intervene at all. That turns out to be the easy part. When your kid is in a lake without flotation devices, riding their bike hard and fast on asphalt or running on a path out of your sight, you are forced to deal with control issues.
All three of mine participated today. They have different strengths and weaknesses, so parts of the race challenged them in various ways. Sometimes they surprised us.
I don't want to dwell on the past, but I think it would be almost sinful to forget how very far my preemie babies have come. I couldn't help but imagine that this must be how God feels about His children. He knows the rocky roads so many of us have traveled to get to the place we are in and how much it requires of us just to stay in the race sometimes.
Thank you, Lord, for the reminder that YOU are writing the story and we just cannot jump too many chapters ahead.
Lord, I really want to do the same. It's not about what ANYBODY ELSE is or is not doing. Give me peace, strength & endurance to focus on this life, this season and the tasks You have uniquely equipped me to tackle. May I run my race in a way that honors You.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,
let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles.
And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us.
Hebrews 12:1-2 NIV