Losing the Race and Loving It

My daughter Addi and her friend Christian beat me in Bloomsday yesterday. Hmm. As the veteran of many Bloomsdays and other running events, including five full marathons, I’m not sure how I feel about that. Well, actually, if I’m being honest, I couldn’t be happier about it. I want my kids to run road races, and especially the race of life, more successfully than I have. I want them to grow up and become mature adults, to achieve goals that exceed my accomplishments, and to make better choices than I made as a young person. In short, I want them to be better than me.

Proverbs 22:6 says, “Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.” Not only do I want my children to remain on the right path and never turn from the way they should go, I want them never to approach that turning point in the first place. I want them to stay far, far away from the wrong way.

I also want my kids to follow my example and yet avoid the mistakes I’ve made and the times that I’ve failed them. Although Philippians 4:9a says, “Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice,” there are some things my kids have seen and heard from me that I do NOT want them to put into practice.

Mostly I want them to grow in their love for God and their love for people, because that summarizes how we’re supposed to live this life. 3 John 3 and 4 reflect this desire:

“It gave me great joy when some believers came and testified about your faithfulness to the truth, telling how you continue to walk in it. 

I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.” Let’s race again, dear daughter of mine, only this time leave me even further behind in your dust.
 
Troy Burns