“Stop Gooper.” I yanked back at the leash. “I’m giving it my all.”
After the words came out of my mouth, the questions flooded into my mind. WAS I giving it my all? What did that really mean? Was I taking that term a bit too lightly? After all, I was using it to chastise my dog.
A few weeks before this, I walked an 8K race with my daughter. My foot was doing ok comparatively. Though I had been working out, we hadn’t trained for the race, and it was a 2 mile jaunt just to get to the start. I really hadn’t thought this was all that big of a deal, but plodding through that last mile, I was hurting. It felt every bit as hard as the last mile of the marathon I HAD trained for several years earlier. Oh boy, I was giving it my all just to crawl to that finish line.
Was I though? I thought I couldn’t walk another step, but I did; and another and another.
So many times I’m dragging; I can’t do one more thing. I can’t… I’ve given my all, but I know. As hard as I may have pushed myself, as deserved as the rest might be, giving it my all, that’s something else all together.
American soldiers are giving and have given their all. People around the world dying for their faith are giving their all. The one who most comes to mind as giving His all, is Jesus, the Christ.
Jesus told us what giving it all looks like, and it’s all about love. He said,
“Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends.”
He did. He laid His life down for everyone who puts their trust in Him as the remedy for their human problem. It’s a beautiful example of giving one’s all. It’s worth finding out more about.
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