“Run in such a way as to get the prize.” 1 Corinthians 9:24
She pushed. She tried.
She nearly died.
“Just cross the line,” she thought in her head,
Her legs giving out, almost dead.
Then time came, the line in sight,
She pushed with everything, all her might.
Finish the race.”
Squirmles had been training hard for this meet,
She couldn’t and wouldn’t accept defeat.
She knew she could win if she gave her all,
She knew that she could be “best of all.”
She dreamed of first and being the best,
She never thought to consider the rest.
She never thought about the other racers,
She never thought they could be “first” placers.
Time would tell, the end was here,
All the racers drawing near.
Then out of nowhere, Squirmles was passed,
She gave it her all, but she was gassed.
She didn’t win, she received 2nd place.
She couldn’t believe she’d lost the race.
She was let down and wanted to be mad,
But she looked up at winner’s face smiling and glad.
“Great race today,” said the face with a smile.
“I didn’t think I’d catch you on that last mile.
You’re really good and great at your pace,
I think we should team up on the relay race.”
It’s hard sometimes to realize that winning isn’t everything. God calls us to always try to be our best, but sometimes we will still lose. It’s how we handle both our wins and losses that show others where our heart truly is.
What is your favorite sport or activity?
How do you feel when you lose a race or competition that meant a lot to you?