Life is like a marathon,
run in years,
instead of miles,
some days bring heart ache,
some days bring smiles.
Some days are filled with sunshine,
while others are filled with rain,
some days the body is spry,
while other days it is racked in pain.
Each day is a challenge,
and a race to run,
from day break,
to the setting of the sun.
In our spiritual life,
a daily race,
is to be run,
either following Satan,
or God's only Son.
Satan races us toward destruction,
and Jesus races us toward Heaven,
where He is the light for everyone.
So let us,
run with Jesus,
over life's rocky track,
looking toward the finish line,
and never looking back.
When life's race is over,
and Heaven is our prize,
in a land with no sorrows,
and unclouded skies.
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