Running the Race and assorted Miscellany

I guess a writer who's not writing is just a guy who sleeps more than he should and shaves less, so my journey back to writing begins.

I saw Robin Hood tonight. I liked it. It helps that there's no historical Robin Hood to reinterpret, contextualize, mythologize or mangle. With that said, I remain partial to the Disney version with the fox.

Russell Crowe played the same character he played in Gladiator. It was a solid, but workmanlike performance. A bit of archery research would have been nice. Wet bowstrings are bad news bears, Ridley Scott. Please know this or hire someone who does.

On a personal level, my first semester at SWBTS is over. I have made some friends, survived taking two 8 AM classes, and been faced with the most significant academic challenges I have yet encountered.

I went for a run yesterday. After a few days of reading about running, googling running shoes (I overpronate if you wanted to know, and I have medium to low arches), and listening to the Chariots of Fire theme, I actually went running. It hurt. After two minutes, it felt like someone had strapped me down and set my left calf on fire. I could barely walk home.

It's easy to talk about running, to listen to songs made for running, to read about great runners; my legs don't mind that one bit. It is hard to run.

Perhaps, that's why Christianity is compared to a race. It is easy for me, to talk about Jesus, to read about him and people who have served him well, it's not hard to learn a few more theological words, but it is hard to run after Christ-to value his glory over my pleasure and to follow his laws rather than my own heart when the two are at odds.

I write now, not as a running coach or a world-class runner, but as that guy who ran hard for two minutes and then could barely walk home. But my encouragement to you and to me is that God well knows the difficulty of discipleship. This is from Hebrews 4:14-16

Since then we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus, the Son of God let us hold fast our confession. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are,yet without sin. Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

Stay tuned. I plan to continue running in both the physical sense and spiritual one. As for physical running, I'm thinking about hiring bears to chase me. I think my legs would hold out a bit better if the stakes were higher.

My mishaps, misfires and misadventures will hopefully prove worth reading about.


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