As I sat in my living room taking a little glance at the European championship while my husband watched, I saw the men relay and that really ministered to my soul.
It gave me a picture of what the passing on of godliness ought to be. What did I see?
1. The current person running their leg of the race: I noticed that he who was running the race already held on to his baton and ran with focus and the intention to give the baton to the next person.
This is how godliness ought to be passed on from one generation to another. Those running the race now ought to run it with focus, they ought to run with the intention of passing on the baton to the awaiting generation who are constantly looking behind to receive the baton and then take off.
This is the goal of every godly woman, godly mother, and godly mother-in-law; to pass on the baton to the next generation. But are we really running our race with the hope of passing it on?
2. The awaiting runner who wants to collect the baton: I was much more captivated with the person waiting for the baton to he started to run before the other man even got there held his hand out behind his back. He passed on to him. This man waited with expectation, he was active, I also saw that this is what must categorise the younger ones that are upcoming in our homes and in our churches. We have many elderly ladies in the church who wish to pass on their life gleanings to the younger ones, but are the younger ones willing to receive this baton?
Are the children that we are raising looking behind to see how we are running our race and to receive the baton of godliness from us and run the race to the end?
3. Those who passed on and took the baton but fell along the way: After that race, there was another, a man who was from Germany fell. I was focused on the fact that his fall stop others in their race. This man collected the baton, the baton was passed on to him, and he also was running with the intention to win, but along the line he tripped and the person who passed the baton to him fell also and that was the end of their race.
As I reflected on this, I cried for my children, for those that I am labouring over, and for myself, that we will not only start the race, hand over the baton, pick up the baton and start the race, but that the Lord would keep our feeble feet to the end.
May we be prepared for this coming Revival as women who run their races with intention, and may the younger ones see the need to receive this baton of godliness and to run with it.
I will open my mouth in a parable: I will utter dark sayings of old: Which we have heard and known, and our fathers have told us. We will not hide them from their children, shewing to the generation to come the praises of the LORD, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done. That the generation to come might know them, even the children which should be born; who should arise and declare them to their children: That they might set their hope in God, and not forget the works of God, but keep his commandments: Ps78:1-7