by Rachelle Ashbee
Rachelle Ashbee is the Program Director at Mercy Ministries of Canada. We first introduced her to you when she was our Director of Counselling. Now, Rachelle expertly manages the entire program at the home. We’re thrilled to share Rachelle’s inspiring and motivating thoughts about her experience running for Mercy last Saturday.
As I set off to run, I don’t think I fully recognized the challenge I was taking on… but as I put one foot in front of the other, God started to speak to me about the “race” of life.
He started to remind me how my pace is my pace, my path, my path, and when I start to try and match those around me, that is when I fall or fail. You see, I learned on this run that God has to set my pace, and it is in His strength that I take each step. I once again appreciated the fact that we do not see too far ahead in the race of life, that God sometimes only tells me where my next foot is to go, because if I could see way down the road (which I did on Saturday), I would get overwhelmed and try to take control of things which I was never meant to control.
He reminded me that it is because of Him– not me, that all things are possible! He reminded me that He goes ahead, and behind me. I realized that on this journey, sometimes people run beside, in front, and behind, and at other times there is no one in sight. God reminded me that He promises to never leave me or forsake me, and that He is always WITH me!
There was a time in the run where I did not think I could go on, and He reminded me that I could. At one point He sent someone for me to follow for a while, just so I could continue to move forward and do what was needed, even though I did not feel that I could. Not giving up meant PUSHING through the pain, not letting my body and feelings dictate my decisions.
How often do I just give up or count myself out before I am meant to?
Just when I did not feel that I could go on, the reason that I was running became clear again. Right there in front of me me was a Mercy graduate – beaming, smiling, encouraging, counting the cost, recognizing the cost, appreciating the cost . . . HUMBLED, I run on.
How often do I ask the girls of Mercy to keep going, to push through, to persevere, to stay the course? and yet how often am I quick to avoid, sit out, move on, or ignore difficulty in my own life.
I have a new appreciation in this moment to what it means to “stay the course”. In Hebrews 12 it talks about running the race with perseverance, the race marked out for us.
Whatever part of the race you are on, don’t give up, don’t sit down, don’t count yourself out – persevere.