What I’m learning through a season of immobility

Remembering back over a 50k trail race last year, it seems like a century ago since I last was able to run (it’s actually only been 2 1/2 months since snapping my Achilles). Zack kindly volunteered to accompany me over the last 6 miles to the finish line. Everything had gone according to plan. We had one more lap over Paris Mountain, around the back side, and back up the mountain and down to the finish line. He had already finished a half marathon earlier in the morning, and I was digging deep to finish strong. I had spent really two years training, building up to this race. Coach Hammersmith had me in the best running shape of my life.

Zack quoted this verse to me, over and over:

“Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. They collapse and fall, but we rise and stand upright,” Psalm 20:7–8

And we quoted this one:

“His delight is not in the strength of the horse, nor his pleasure in the legs of a man, but the Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his steadfast love.”
Psalm 147:10–11

I found strength in those verses, something that gave me courage to keep pushing hard. We hit our target time, almost to the second.

Even in a season of weakness, of being able to barely begin walking again, much less run, these same verses rushed over me today.

You know what’s wild? The same courage still blankets my soul when I trust the words being spoken.

When I believe it.

I miss running. It’s been tough to be so immobile for so long, when I’m used to being so active. Some days it’s felt like the walls were closing in on me.

I’ve seen how we make our plans, but God may have different plans. He’s not coming down to be in our story, it’s His story.

I’m hoping to run again in the not too distant future, but it’s good to know that even if I can’t run — and there will be a day when I can’t — that my hope is set on a foundation way bigger, way deeper, way stronger than my weak legs.

This is part of 7 weeks of daily articles I’m writing while less mobile, recovering from surgery. This day #35 of 49. The last post was: