Whenever we step out to run the race of purpose set before us, God steps out with us and enables us to cross the finish line. This is my testimony (one of my testimonies) from last week’s marathon.
I had taken two days off from work in order to rest. However, on the Thursday before race weekend, I went down with a flu. My nose was dripping like a faulty tap and my body was very weak. Now I really had to lay in bed and hope to get better before Monday (what a blessing in disguise!). I felt well enough on Sunday to drive all the way to Milton Keynes. To be honest, even if I did not feel 100%, there was no way I was NOT going to start the race!
I had planned out my marathon strategy – run for 24 minutes and walk for 2 minutes throughout the 26.2 miles – and it worked for about half of the race. Then I heard a familiar beep; the phone that I was using as a timer was running out of battery. When I turned the phone off, I remember thinking, I need to switch my power source. And I really needed a switch because I was becoming quite exhausted. I had already experienced some divine intervention along the way (like on the 2nd mile or so when I had to quote my Rhema scripture because of my left shin – If the Spirit of Him who raised Christ from the dead dwells in me, He who raised Christ from the dead will give life to my left shin by His Spirit who dwells in me. That sorted out the inflammation in my left shin; also, on the 8th mile, when I began to feel stitches in my side. I laid hands on my stomach and after praying, Father said I should ignore it. Ignore I did, and it vanished). This time, I needed an intervention I hadn’t experienced before.
I remember thinking of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane. He needed an energy switch too as He felt the strain of His divine assignment. In spite of the pain, He decided to keep on “running” and angels came to strengthen Him. Well, I kept on running, visibly tired. Just then, a guy ran alongside me.
“Hello buddy!” the guy said, with an American accent.
“Hi ya,” I replied.
“My name is Gabriel. What’s your name?”
“I’m Ade. Nice to meet you.”
It turned out that Gabriel was a veteran runner. This was his 30th marathon. He ran a 100-metre race the day before and today was his birthday. “You are doing okay, Ade. Just keep going.” We ran together for a minute or so before Gabriel went chatting with some of the volunteers at a water station.
Gabriel. That’s nice.
Fast-forward another 8 miles or so. As I dragged myself along, I heard someone call me from behind. “Ade! You’re running good, buddy!” It was Gabriel. This time, I began to think he must be an angel, because from that point on, I felt stronger and my pace picked up. I passed Gabriel and kept on going.
Fast-forward again to the final mile, a few 100 metres to the finish line. Guess who passed me for the last time. Gabriel. “C’mon Ade!” he said as he ran by. Strengthened in myself, I jogged behind him all the way to the finish line. Gabriel crossed first and twenty seconds or so later, I crossed the line too!
Thank you Angel Gabriel!
All this could be coincidence, you see. But looking back, I am grateful for the energy switch. God sent His angel to power me across the finish line!
Whatever the assignment you have embarked upon, know for sure that God is able to see you through to the end. “I will be with you,” He said, “to the end of the age.” So, keep on running!