and he ran for 40 days
Kingdom Treasures from the Life of Elijah and My Personal Battle with ALS
In this 40-day devotional journal, Steve Allen shares his story of confronting adversity when he was diagnosed with ALS-Lou Gehrig’s disease, in the prime of his life at the age of 48. Given 2-5 years to live, Steve had to confront death face on and decide what was most important in life.Using the lens of the life of the prophet Elijah, who experienced tremendous spiritual victory on the mountaintop and then was almost crushed by the enemy’s threats; Steve follows Elijah’s journey to the mountain of God-Mount Sinai where he comes face-to-face with his Creator. Join me on this journey as we learn from these men what it means to overcome life’s adversities and receive your assignment – God’s destiny for your life!
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Steve Allen
In this 40-day devotional journal, Steve Allen shares his story of confronting adversity when he was diagnosed with ALS-Lou Gehrig’s disease, in the prime of his life at the age of 48. Given 2-5 years to live, Steve had to confront death face on and decide what was most important in life. Using the lens of the life of the prophet Elijah, who experienced tremendous spiritual victory on the mountaintop and then was almost crushed by the enemy’s threats; Steve follows Elijah’s journey to the mountain of God-Mount Sinai where he comes face-to-face with his Creator. Join me on this journey as we learn from these men what it means to overcome life’s adversities and receive your assignment – God’s destiny for your life!
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INTRODUCTION
I lay on the hospital bed in the exam room staring up at the ceiling. It was August 31, 2015 and I was at Vanderbilt Hospital in Nashville, Tennessee. I had gone through a series of tests over a week and now was reaching the finish line. I would find out that day what my diagnosis and prognosis was going to be from the medical experts.
My left leg had slowly been losing strength over the previous year, and I had developed drop foot in my foot. I could no longer hold it up. The muscles had stopped responding. I lay there looking up at the ceiling, and spoke in my heart, “God, this would be a really good time to hear your audible voice.”
Silence.
A thousand thoughts raced through my mind. What was going to happen? How would this affect my wife, family, our ministry, and my future? After what seemed like an hour, the two doctors walked back in and said, “We conferred with another senior colleague and are sorry to say that we believe from the testing that you have ALS – Atmyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis.”
I asked, “What is the prognosis?”
“There is no treatment available at this time,” the doctor responded. “Life expectancy is 3-5 years.”
This was not what I had expected for my life, my dreams and calling, my destiny. Over the next week I shared the news with my wife, family, and close friends. I pressed into the Lord. What was God saying in the midst of this?
I am with you.
I will never forsake you.
I will fortify and strengthen you.
Trust me.
Throughout those early days, I felt His Shalom, His peace. I felt His presence and His kindness. I did not spend much time asking why. I took hold of the Word, the Living Word, meditating, memorizing, and praying it. I spoke out loud the Word throughout the day. It sustained me and gave me great hope. The Written Word led me to the Living Word. The Living Word is Jesus. He is my hope. My anchor. My life and my next breath.
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Let me take you back to the summer before my diagnosis. In July of 2014, I helped to lead a summer ministry training school with Caleb Company, the ministry with which I was working. In preparation to go to Israel, we spent one month in the States studying God’s heart for Israel, taking hold of His plan for us in our identity and destiny, and then pressing into Him through daily prayer and worship.
The day after our arrival into Israel, the Gaza War broke out and we came face to face with the stark reality that Israelis face every day; they are surrounded by their enemies. During the thirty days we were in the land, we experienced three air raids and a car exploding into flames by the hands of a radical war protestor a few hundred feet from where our team was standing.
However, we also experienced some amazing ministry opportunities. We were able to take food to single, immigrant, Russian Jewish mothers and their children in the city of Ashdod, only 26 miles from where rockets were being shot out of Gaza on a daily basis. We met and prayed with Holocaust survivors and shared our faith with two Jewish orthodox women in a Jerusalem park.
Jerusalem is a city of hills and, when in the city, you do a great deal of walking. I started to notice that my left foot was growing heavy. It felt like lead as I walked the pathways of the narrow city streets. I did not think much of it until we left Israel. Our airline canceled all of their flights out of Tel Aviv just one day before we were to fly out due to the missile attacks that were getting closer and closer to the airport. One of our staff members spent two hours on the phone scrambling to get our team of over 20 students and staff on different flights back to the States.
I was part of the team that ended up flying through Toronto, Canada. As we arrived late, we sprinted down a concourse trying to make our connecting flight. I was running down one of the moving sidewalks, a heavy backpack on my back, when the toe of my left sandal caught the lip of the end of the sidewalk and I went sprawling. I ended up on my face, dazed and looking down; I found I had bloodied my left knee. Shocked and befuddled, I knew something was amiss; this was not normal.
We finally made it back home to Nashville and I started treatment with a chiropractor and a muscle therapist. Five months later there was no improvement and I began to wonder if there was something more serious and sobering going on. Something I was not expecting…
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After Elijah had experienced an incredible victory over the enemies of God on top of Mount Carmel, he got down on his hands and knees and prayed through until the breakthrough. He saw, through his servant’s eyes, appearing on the horizon, a single rain cloud. He knew in his heart that after three and a half years of drought, the rains were coming. Elijah then tucked in his robe and ran to the capital of Samaria, outrunning King Ahab and his chariot of horses.
The title of this 40-day devotional journal is And He Ran For 40 Days.
It does not state this implicitly in the text of 1 Kings. The Scripture uses the word “traveled”. I chose this title because I am a runner. Elijah was a runner too. He outran King Ahab’s chariot to the city of Jezreel. I grew up running with my father in my high school years. I can remember distinctly running the Peachtree 10K with my dad and 25,000 other people the summer of 1979. I ran in college and immensely enjoyed the time talking to the Lord on those quiet runs.
When we went to the mission field in Thailand, I joined a Thai jogging club in our neighborhood. Over the next ten years, I took my two oldest sons to run with me to a number of 10Ks around the capital city of Bangkok. There’s something about running that cultivates time and space to commune with our Heavenly Father. After a few miles, the body starts to relax, and your legs fall into a natural rhythm. The mind opens up to rich contemplative prayer and hearing His voice. One of my life verses is out of the Psalms:
I run in the path of your commands for you set my heart free!
Psalm 119:32 (NIV, 1984)
With the onslaught of ALS, I’ve not been able to run for the last five years. This title is a declaration of hope and faith for me. A prophetic statement that I will run again.
Steve Allen
October 1, 2019
Colorado Springs, Colorado
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