
29/06/2025
đĽSunday musingsđĽ
As I sat at the dinner table, my gaze drifted to the photo on the wallâa moment frozen in time. The morning light of Tenby Ironman 2018, when Jonny stood at the edge of the sea, ready for his 2.4-mile swim, followed by 112-mile cycle and then a 26.2-mile run!! Behind him, a sea of facesâcrowds gathered to cheer, to honour the hours, the sweat, the quiet perseverance that had brought each athlete to that shore. And above it all, the sunrise: a soft blaze of hope breaking through the dark.
I imagine the tide of emotions that morningâexcitement, resolve, anxiety, doubtâall mingling like waves upon the sand. And in that, I see my own spiritual journey. I began, as so many do, with fire in my heartâeager, determined, filled with purpose. But as the miles of life unspooled, I too have known seasons of weariness, of doubt, of feeling adrift. Much like those athletes in their race, I have battled my own storms.
Today, as I pause to reflect, I see more clearly: this is no simple race. It is not even a marathon. It is a series of trials and triumphs, where we must train our hearts, steady our souls, and chooseâagain and againâto show up. And oh, how thankful I am for those who have stood at the edge of my course, cheering me on, even when my path seemed strange or lonely. For those who stayed when the crowds thinned, when the journey grew hard.
Wherever you stand on your own road todayâhold fast. Do not give up. Even when hope feels hidden, it is there, waiting like the dawn. Lift your eyes. Imagine the joy, the sweet triumph, when at last you cross that finish line.
And know this: I will be there, cheering you on. đđťđĽ
âSince we have such a huge crowd of men of faith watching us from the grandstands, let us strip off anything that slows us down or holds us back, and especially those sins that wrap themselves so tightly around our feet and trip us up; and let us run with patience the particular race that God has set before us.â
â Hebrews 12:1