Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on?
Sweet Uncle Bert. I learned at his funeral that he was a World War II Purple Heart recipient. He never talked about it.
My precious Mama grew up poor, picking cotton, helping on the farm that her daddy sharecropped.
It was the end of an era, when we lost the likes of Mama and Uncle Bert. Before long, there will be no more World War II veterans with us.
The baton is being passed to my generation. I don’t feel ready to take it. I don’t have the knowledge, the wisdom, the experience that Mama or Uncle Bert had.
They had lived through wars; and they had done it with dignity and grace. No complaining. They just kept moving forward, doing what needed to be done. It was a generation who knew full well the responsibility they carried. And they were happy to carry their load, their share, their burden…for as long as it took.
Now the the baton is in my hand. I’m frozen, and can’t run with it. I don’t feel qualified to carry this baton. I don’t have the experience needed to take it and run with it. I’ve not fought world wars, or lived through depression. I have lived in the land of plenty. What am I going to do? How can I pass along the wisdom from the likes of my Mama and her generation? What can I offer to the next generation so they can run the race?
It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit!
The training I’ve had along the way has been invaluable. I’ve cast aside any excess baggage that could slow me down. I’m looking ahead to the next runner, preparing myself for the handoff, running in such a way that it will be a smooth transition.
Let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.
We need to run this race with a strength and dignity that speaks volumes to our teammates and the spectators. We need to look ahead to the finish line.
Do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith.
The baton we’re carrying – it’s ours now. We need to run the race we’ve been called to, not the race of earlier generations. But as we take the baton from them, we we need to also grab their knowledge and wisdom, and apply it to our race. Let’s add our own experiences to theirs and keep running! Don’t look back to grab the baton, just reach back. Keep your eyes facing forward.
(Scripture references from Hebrew 12:1-2 MSG, NLT, NASB)
Until next week,
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Suzie Eller, Live Free Thursday
Susan at Dance with Jesus
Barbie at The Weekend Brew
Kelly at Purposeful Faith
Holly at Testimony Tuesday
Holley at Coffee for Your Heart
Jennifer at Tell His Story
Jana at Sweet to the Soul
Bonnie at Faith Barista