I am a runner. Well, I run . . . occasionally. I once entered a Hard Charge event for a new and “fun” experience. It was a little over four miles with 30+ obstacles and lots of mud, mud, mud. To ensure that I survived this experience, I figured I should train a bit more regularly than I had been doing for quite some time. During this particular season, I came across a Facebook post from a lady claiming that she “craves exercise like some people crave chocolate.” As much as I wanted to click the “Like” button, it would not have been genuine. In actuality, the post elicited more of a sarcastic “good for you – grumble, grumble” attitude.
This is not to say that I never enjoy exercise. And I can testify that I always feel better about choosing to do so. After one particular workout, I remember feeling a deep sense of accomplishment as I looked down at my stopwatch. I basked for a moment in the feeling that my work was complete, until I realized something … it’s time to hit the ‘Reset’ button. That day’s time wouldn’t translate into the next day. The new time read 0:00:00.
It seems there is a “Reset” button for nearly everything in life. I can strive for a spotless home, but my children possess a not-so-rare skill of clutter and contamination. My kitchen sink seems to breed dirty dishes. Keeping my checkbook register up-to-date is a continual effort. The Second Law of Thermodynamics is always at play in my life, as much as I’d like our play-dates to cease. The truth is that all things tend toward disorder. Relationships are not immune to this reality. The familiar joke about a man claiming he no longer needs to say “I love you” since he already did so on his wedding day is actually detrimental to a marriage. A person’s love-tank empties itself over time and needs constant refilling. This reality is just as true spiritually.
I once heard the wise counsel that “if you are not moving forward in your relationship with God, then you are moving backward.” It was a difficult concept to accept at first, until I had time to experience it myself. Today’s prayer time does not translate into tomorrow’s, nor does meditation on His word, nor our reliance on Him for all things. This can be a daunting realization, especially if your theology is one based in religion as opposed to relationship. Diligence is not a natural human quality in this world and weariness can easily set in. This is why the Bible is full of passages like that of Galatians 6:9 which encourages us to “not become weary in doing good,” and Hebrews 10:36 which reminds us that we “need to persevere.” There is always a Reset. “I discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should” (1 Corinthians 9:27). Reset. “I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 3:14). Press forward! Press Reset!
It dawned on me, however, that a “Reset” button is actually my greatest blessing. The instruction to “pray continually” must mean that God actually desires to hear me that often (1 Thessalonians 5:17)! He does not “feed” me once and leave me hungry. Rather, He offers me bread on a daily basis (Matthew 6:11, Luke 11:3). His forgiveness does not stop at seven times, but extends to “seventy times seven” and beyond (Matthew 18:22). How thankful I can be that God’s steadfast love never ceases, that His “mercies are new every morning” (Lamentations 3:23). Though my sins were as scarlet, He reset them to be as white as snow (Isaiah 1:18). Though my heart was as hard as stone, He chose to reset and give me one of flesh (Ezekiel 36:26). He offers a Reset for each and every one of us. While we were yet an enemy of God, He envisioned a Reset . . . And now that we are “reconciled to Him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life” (Romans 5:10).
Reset written by Lesley Rieland