The Finnish Line Is Only The Beginning

Almost there. Where? I'm not sure. Perhaps I'm just pulling into the next starting block. There is always the chance of it being the finish line. One never knows. But it looks like I'm just arriving at another beginning.
What does it mean to finish a journey anyway? Is the end of one adventure not simply the starting point of the next. We tend to measure situations by the excitement or emotion that the event brings to us. We tend to look at the events in our lives that create high levels of emotion as the only real part of the journey, or at least as the only meaningful parts.
It's kind of like a runner who lives for the feeling of running. To him, the rest of life might just seem like a pointless expanse of time which is only required because he is incapable of running non-stop. But if that's how we really see life, then we are going to spend most of our lives wishing we were somewhere else, and feeling like our lives are meaningless. However, if you were to ask someone who has made running his life's purpose, he would probably tell you that what he does while he's not running has almost, if not completely equal importance to the running itself.
What is it that an athlete does while he isn't running? He stretches, rests, eats, and gets help and encouragement from his coach and other people. If he didn't stop to do these things, his running would only get worse, he could become discouraged, and eventually he would die.
If life was just one big adventure without any change in pace, the outcome would be painful, discouraging, and disastrous. But life isn't like that. The big adventures come and go. And between those big adventures we live out some of the most important times of our lives. So why do we look at those times as meaningless, pointless, useless times that we would rather just skip.
We don't always know what's going on. And that's okay. But I think a lot of the time we just don't know that there is a point, so we don't even look. One thing leads to another and we start thinking that life is pointless, and we'd rather be doing anything else.
So I don't think that I'm losing anything as this time in my life is coming to an end. Sure there are a lot of things about this next year of school that I'm a little worried about, and there are aspects of it that make me wonder when I'll be able to move on to the next thing. But I see this as another opportunity to learn and to grow in new ways. I don't know what's going to happen, but that's half the fun.
When life is one learning and growing experience followed by another it makes everything seem so much more interesting. No two days are the same. What does God want to show you about Himself today?