The Life Race

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We run after so many things daily. We run to get the best products in town. The best of clothing. The best food .We run to maintain the best of relationships. Then there is the run to ensure things are perfect in our job. We run to organise events and try to ensure everything is perfect.In short, life is an everyday race.

A few days back, I became conscious and a bit too wary of my race. Hence I decided to simply halt and adjust my shoes. “Bad idea!”..I can hear you screaming. “Don’t you remember the historical hare who rested in between the race?!”..yup. I do. And I feel sorry for him. But right now, it simply does not matter. Though my body was running the race pretty well, my mind had been panting. So I need this break- to get my life back on track.

What will matter at the end of this race? The compliments on being the most beautiful, best dressed or the most caring person? Or that I have been really good at my job? Or compliments on all my achievements?

The Bible does remind us of this race. And in the end of this race, there is a beautiful Heavenly commendation described, “well done, good and faithful servant”…Everytime I come across this passage I get goosebumps. One reason is quite simple- because I have been neither a good nor a faithful servant…and that’s a daily regret. But because of the ever forgiving and accepting throne of Grace, I still stand a chance. The second reason is the most intricate  simple principle I have learned; no compliments or approval from fellow humans will ever matter as much as this Heavenly commendation. And if I was lucky to have gathered all the former but is denied of the latter? Wouldn’t all this running become a waste?

I don’t know how much time I have left in this race. But I pray that I can run on the principles Christ has taught me.  I guess the worldly compliments and acceptance had been my carrot. So Lord, I don’t ask to make me the winning tortoise, but I just want to be the hare who is so fed on your Heavenly food that it does not get wooed by that carrot.


Nothing but a recipient of Christ's grace. I am a young doctor and I use this space to find meaning in the bedlam of my thoughts. My blog might resonate with the screams of a young adult finding her place in life, the stench of hospital corridors, images of the many people who intrigue me and the lessons my Saviour Jesus teaches me.

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