The Chase

I ran after a kid a school that was up to no good and I felt the need to talk to him. As I approached and asked to talk, he bolted, and so did I. Two days later my legs are still sore, even though the race only lasted about 40 yards.

Anyway, it was a somewhat threatening experience for me, in hindsight. He could have been a lot more dangerous with me personally than he was. Why did I not want him to get away? I think that I just didn't want to have him get away that easily, and I am pretty fast for a short burst, and I was pretty sure that I could keep up if I didn't have a lot of stamina either. Still, what did I think that I was accomplishing?

I'm still mystified. Truly, only God knows. And for now, that is all who needs to know.

My wife thinks that the incident shows how difficult my job is in general and that I should consider something less stressful. Not an unworthy idea. And God does use events in just that way. But life with God is easy to live correctly, not difficult to figure out. Choices and events may seem small and decisions unrelated, but it is all being "worked together for good" by God.

Fortunately so.