Some days it is so easy,
to run the Christian race
for I know at the finish line
I'm going to see Jesus' face.
When my eyes are on the goal,
of meeting Jesus at the end
I run with confidence
around every twist and bend.
Then there are the days,
when I am not up to the race
for I'm running in my pride
not in the favor of His grace.
It's funny how on those days,
every hurdle becomes a trap
and I feel like giving up
before I make it around the lap.
I know to run the good race,
on Jesus, I need to concentrate
if I am going to see the insides
of heaven's pearly gates.
I know I must be dedicated,
to keep on ~ keeping on . . .
but I will need God's strength
so to Jesus I'll be drawn!
Philippians 3:14
King James Version
“I press toward the mark for the prize
of the high calling of God in Christ
Jesus.”