God's grace up on the ridgeline

Originally appeared on spirituality.com.

At the end of this past summer, I’d been given the privilege of organizing a yearly footrace that spans the better part of a local mountain range. In taking on this task, it was clear from the start that my participation was going to be a kind of “assignment” in spiritual growth. And I looked forward to it.

So as I prepared for the event, I prayed to be a clear reflection of God in my work. I figured that not only would I gain much from participating with brotherly love, but I’d be able to see others doing the same.

After the race began, and the last participant took off from the trailhead at the north end of the range, I cleaned up the parking lot, and then jumped into the race as a participant. As I wove among all the people and looked for ways to be of service, I felt inspired to be among the close to 300 participants. At that point, the organizational aspects of the race had been unlabored, aided by the shared responsibility of a strong support crew. I was poised to discover my own spiritual lesson for the day.

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