I hope there’s more
I just re-read Hebrews 11. If you haven’t in a while (or ever) go check it out.
It’s a list of our Christian forefathers. Abel, Noah, Abraham, Joseph, Moses, and more. It lists their mighty deeds. Their great acts of faith. Their martyrdom.
They conquered kingdoms, administered justice, shut the mouths of lions, quenched the fury of flames, escaped the edge of the sword, their weakness became strength, they became powerful in battle and routed foreign armies. Women received back their dead, raised to life again. Others were tortured and refused to be released. Some faced jeers and flogging, while still others were chained and put in prison. They were stoned, sawed in two, put to death by the sword, lived destitute lives, were persecuted and mistreated for the sake of God’s name.
Then 12:1 says that we should run well since we come from such a strong lineage of faithful men and women. They’ve run their leg of the race and handed the torch to us.
Now it’s our turn.
And I hope when I’m done running, when I pass the torch off to the next generation, I’ve done more than avoid R-rated movies and eat mor chikin.