This originated from a co-pastor at my church, and, with her permission, I have re-posted it. I considered it a great encouragement and discussion starter, and will post my “life verse” as a comment to this post as soon as I am able. To hear from multiple people on this topic, even someone who may not agree with the idea of a life verse, would be enlightening for all who read.
Have you ever picked out a life verse? A life verse is one or more Scripture verses that a person has made part of his or her day-to-day life. It is a verse that one reads, and keeps going back to again, because it has become like a personal standard, goal, or philosophy.
When I was getting ready for my ordination interview, I was told that the board might ask me, “What is your life verse?” That would have been an easy question to answer, if they only would have asked me!
I chose my life verses when I was 14 years old, Hebrews 12:1a – 2. Let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the Author and Perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
I adopted these verses when I started running track and cross-country as a freshman in high school. That first year, when our coach read them to the team, I knew that I wanted to make these verses a part of my life. My goal in cross-country and track was to throw off anything that would hinder me from being the fastest runner that I could be. I always found the lightest pair of running shoes and the school supplied us with the lightest running apparel. (I would post a picture, but I would hear you laughing all the way to my house!)
I have always needed a goal to run towards, so as I ran, I kept my eyes focused on the girl directly ahead of me, and I would catch her. My strategy included chatting with my opponents a bit, until they got tired, and then I would run ahead to catch the next one. Once I had passed all the girls, I put my eye on the finish line. Races were always at least one mile, so I had plenty of time to chat along the way. My coach always tried to discourage me from talking while I was running, but it was my strategy . . . and it worked! I went to the state track and cross-country meets four years in a row.
My goal in life today is much the same. I am not trying to “win” the race to heaven or talk you to death along the way, but take people along with me. I want to touch as many lives as possible in this race called life. I fix my eyes on Jesus, and keep running the race set before me.