Enjoy this

In my 30s, I got into sprint-distance triathlons.  These mini-tests of endurance (swim, bike, run = 3x the fun!) ended up being the gateway for me to dabble in long-distance running.  While I did end up running two marathons…my favorite running distances were anything from about 8 miles up to 18 miles.  There was something special about slowly adding the miles on each week, working my way up to distances that I once thought were impossible (or, at least, only for crazy people to attempt).

Between a significant shoulder injury and then moving to a new state, I lost the running bug.  However, I’ve never forgotten the feeling of a “runner’s high” or the accomplished feeling of hitting a new longest-distance mark. 

About a year ago, I took up swimming again.  Nothing fancy, just laps in a pool.  I haven’t been following a training regimen.  I swim to enjoy the feeling of moving smoothly through the water.  Running and cycling have gravity pulling on you from a vertical position as you maneuver through the air, but swimming is different – gravity pulls at you from a horizontal position as you maneuver through the water.  Each week, my endurance has increased a little bit.  How I can tell has shown up in a variety of ways: I feel not-quite-as-exhausted after a swim, less time needed to recover the next day, or that my breaks between laps have shortened.  And lately, my weekly distance has been increasing.

This past week, as I counted each 50m lap and kept an eye on the time, I began to realize that I had a shot at swimming a distance that I hadn’t made it up to yet.  However, I knew that if I was going to hit a new distance record, I would have to focus on my technique as my arms and core became more and more tired.  Concentrating on making smooth strokes, I felt a renewed strength as I continued the laps.  And then, a two-word thought popped into my head: Enjoy this.

It wasn’t a “Thus saith the Lord” moment, but I knew what those words meant – in this moment of struggle, enjoy the ability to push beyond what you thought you were capable of before.  And I did enjoy that feeling…even as my lungs burned, my shoulders ached, and my core felt tired.  Endurance is something that you may not realize you have until you’ve tested your limits…and there is strength to be found in the moment when our ability to keep going is challenged.

Before that lap was complete, this verse came to mind:

James 1:2-3
Consider it a great joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you experience various trials, because you know that the testing of your faith produces endurance.

I whine and grumble too much (especially internally) when life is harder than I want it to be.  Other translations say “Consider it pure joy” when trials come…and that’s always been a hard command to wrap my head around.  At least, until I went swimming this week.  Maybe you’re like me, and we’re prone to focus on the various trials…instead of what they produce in us.  I love that James points out our pity party, stating that you know this is good for you, I know that trials are good for me, because the only way to produce endurance is to test our perceived limits.

But God isn’t looking to just increase our ability to stick out tough times.  He has something bigger in mind:

James 1:4
And let endurance have its full effect, so that you may be mature and complete, lacking nothing.

Our pathway to maturity – living fully within the person God designed us to be – is paved with opportunities to increase our endurance.  Without the experience of various trials, we will be too weak to become who God created us to be.  When difficulties come – and you know they will – as you persevere through them, going further than you’ve gone before, please remember these two words:

Enjoy this.

Keep Pressing,
Ken