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Topic: Write an INSPIRATIONAL or DEVOTIONAL piece (04/26/07)
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TITLE: Freedom Race | Previous Challenge Entry
By Laurie Glass
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I must run away from this life of self-destruction before it’s too late. No matter how hard it is or how long it takes, I determine to reach the finish line of freedom. I’m running for my life.
Although my first step is on shaky legs, I feel a bit more steady with my second step. I remind myself that races are run one step at a time.
The steady pace feels comfortable. The rhythmic pats of my feet on the pavement soothe me and reassure me of better days ahead. I know I’ve done the right thing in beginning this race.
I feel a cramp in my leg. These contracting muscles make it difficult to continue so I take a break. I massage my leg and re-hydrate myself. It would feel so good to stay here and relax. I’ve come almost halfway – perhaps this is far enough. Running is such hard work. But, no, if I stay here, I’m at greater risk of returning to the starting block and I don’t want to go back. Death awaits me there and I must run from it.
I’m making extra effort to resume my pace. It’s taking more out of me than at the beginning but the sooner I do it, the sooner I’ll reach the finish line. However, I’m so out of breath that I question how I’ll complete this race. How will I find the strength to keep running? Is it worth it? A voice saying, “Look to Me,” rings in my mind, filters through to my heart, and strengthens my body. I will persevere.
Through blurry eyes, I see the finish line. I once again remind myself I need only take one step at a time. Although freedom is in sight, these final steps are still challenging, even draining. Soaked in sweat, heart pounding, I labor for each step.
Freedom’s sweet aroma comes wafting toward me, fills my lungs, and energizes me to continue. I can almost count the remaining steps. I realize I’ve never wanted anything more than to reach the finish line, than to reclaim my life.
My final step across the yellow line as I break loose the ribbon before me is one of the most exhilarating moments of my life. I drink in thirst-quenching freedom and my entire being is refreshed. In the strength of the One who made me, I have outrun death.
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It's lovely.
Thank you, too, for your welcome comments on my "Sparrow" story. I appreciate it, and you!