Running the Race!

Running the Race

I didn’t think I would be that bothered.

Whether I went to see the Olympic torch or not wasn’t that big of a deal to me. I wanted to go more out of support for one of our City Hearts Team, Tina, who was running with the torch, as opposed to seeing the torch itself.

Until I saw it.

Something about the atmosphere, the build up, the excitement, the flags, the music, and the anticipation, was electric…and soon I was caught up with the throngs of people straining to see one of the 8,000 torches being carried across Britain in anticipation of the Olympic Games. The realisation this was a once in a lifetime opportunity came to the forefront and I found myself cheering as loudly as the next person – cheering on Tina as she ran her leg of this race.

In life it’s easy to ‘not be bothered’. Not be bothered about helping our fellow neighbour because we are just too tired. Not be bothered about giving that extra gift in the offering because ‘what difference would our few pounds make anyway?’. Not be bothered about chasing our dream, because it is probably just a dream….

I’m glad I bothered. I saw history.

In life, we often choose what our history will look like. Our kindness, our giving, our aspirations all define the landscape of history in our lives and in the lives of those around us.

A landscape which even outshines a Torch….


Has ‘I can’t be bothered’ hindered your race at all lately?

Today let’s – CHOOSE to be bothered – don’t give up, but run with perseverance the race marked out for you. (And make sure to cheer your fellow runners on as you go….!)

One thought on “Running the Race!

  1. Martine says:

    Hi Jen! I too was not bothered about seeing the olympic torch until I saw it in Totnes. I saw the joy in the face of the girl who was carrying it. Everyone there was caught up in that joy and suddenly we all felt a part of it too. My church and Lindy’s group hosted the worshippers from the Praise Bus that went before the torch. We gave them a wonderful lunch to help them on their way on day 2. They had come from Cornwall and as a prophetic act they were preparing the way for ‘God’s holy fire’ to spread over the country. It was awesome!

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