Are you Running with Intention or Running Aimlessly

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Are you running with intention or running aimlessly?

Are you dashing and darting, impulsively disregarding your God-given destination?

Therefore I do not run like someone running aimlessly; I do not fight like a boxer beating the air. - 1 Corinthians 9:26

Are you beating the air like a punching bag, straining your mind with tedious thoughts?

No, I strike a blow to my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize. - 1 Corinthians 9:27

As Christians, we have to beat our flesh into submission. We have to tame our minds with God’s peace.

After we have divinely domesticated our spirits, we can think clearly without hindrances.

Sometimes we run without aim. We race from our minds instead of stopping and boxing grievances.

Stand firm and box trials with intent. Knock them out with perseverance.

We occasionally place stones of projects upon our running path, tripping us with empty healing.

Until we run with steady concentration, we will get tired and fall in pits of distractions.

Face the North wind, tie tightly your running shoes, and jog with joyous dedication.

Tighten your boxing gloves and focus your eye on winning the heavenly prize.

Until we train and strengthen our feet, we will wander off into torturous thoughts.

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