I
recently gave in and purchased a used treadmill. I have contended in the past
that I prefer to run outside. I still do, but circumstances have prevailed upon
me to reconsider my stance on the treadmill. I was made aware that, even though
I prefer to run outside, I am often prohibited from doing it, due to weather
and darkness. A treadmill allows me to run whenever I have the time, regardless
of the weather or the time of day.
I
will confess that I have taken to the treadmill; not as a substitute for
running outside, but as an alternative. The treadmill offers me several advantages
that I am not afforded when I am on the trail. I can set the pace at which I
run. I can adjust the incline, in order to increase the challenge. I can
monitor my heart rate. And I can watch TV as I run. Something that is rather
difficult when one is running on the trail.
For
all of the benefits that I have gained with my treadmill, I have noticed some
significant drawbacks. Up to this point I have not been able to run as far on
the treadmill as I do on the trail. My usual outdoor run is four miles. My
usual treadmill run is only two miles. Also I am not able to easily vary my
pace on the treadmill. I set the pace at the beginning of my run and the
machine dutifully keeps me running at that pace. When I am running outside, I
vary my pace throughout the run. Normally, I am slightly slower on my first
mile. On miles two and three I settle into a slightly faster pace. When I hit
the three miles mark, I push a little more to the end on my run. On the
treadmill, I am in a controlled environment. The temperature is constant and I
don’t have to deal with any environmental issues. When I am on the trial my
environment is constantly changing. I may be running in the hot sun or a light
rain. I often have to contend with the wind, which can be very strong at times.
And there are always bugs of some sort to contend with.
As
I was running on the trail the other day, I thought about how my Christian life
is similar to my experience with the trail and the treadmill. When I settle
into a comfortable routine, I feel like I am on a treadmill. My days all look
pretty much the same. I do the same things over and over again, without much
change of pace. When I am actively engaged in serving Christ, I feel like I am
running on the trail. When I step out of my comfortable routine, I am
confronted with a constantly changing environment. I feel the heat of
opposition. I feel the rain of discouragement. I face the irritations of
unexpected obstacles in my way. The temptation is to get back on the treadmill
as quickly as possible. But, here is the most important point of this analogy.
When I am on the treadmill, I am not really going anywhere. I am marking time,
covering the same small space over and over. When I am on the trail, I am
actually moving forward. I am covering new and different ground with each step.
I
believe the Pharisees were running on the spiritual treadmill, and that is why
Jesus had such harsh words for them. They were wrapped up in keeping the Law
and maintaining the status quo. They were not really moving forward
spiritually. They were just marking time. They demonstrated all of the outward
signs of being religious, but they were not moving closer to God.
When
Jesus called his first disciples, he invited them out onto the trail. His
invitation was simple: follow me. In Matthew 4, Jesus called Peter and Andrew
to leave their treadmill life and experience something completely new.
As Jesus was walking beside the Sea of
Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon called Peter and his brother Andrew. They
were casting a net into the lake, for they were fishermen. "Come, follow me," Jesus said,
"and I will make you fishers of men." At once they left their nets
and followed him. Matthew 4:18-20 (NIV)
Throughout
Jesus’ earthly ministry, He was constantly on the trail. He refused to settle
into a comfortable, treadmill life. He intentionally challenged the status quo,
engaged with common people, and kept moving forward.
I am
feeling like I have been running on the treadmill lately. At a conference I
attended recently, I was challenged to break away for my comfortable norm and
discover the trail again. I am looking for that trail, where Christ is calling
me to follow Him.
Not that I have already obtained all this,
or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for
which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to
have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and
straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for
which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:12-14
(NIV)
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