I still finished...

In 1968, in the Mexico City Olympics, John Steven Aquari from Tanzania, set out for hopes of an Olympic Gold in the marathon race. Sadly, for him and his country, midway through the race, he had a horrible accident. Falling to the ground, gashing his knee wide open and dislocating his knee from the joint, certainly keeping him from finishing the race. Well, all of the other runners left him behind and eventually entered into the stadium for the final lap. Over an hour after the race had been run and all of the other runners had already completed, John Steven Aquari shocked the world. When the stadium was mostly empty, this very injured runner, hobbled into the stadium limping and fighting his way to the finishing line. Leg wrapped with a little towel, with blood running down, he finished a race that virtually everyone else would have quit. That's what we are going to do, because we have unfinished business. And God is calling us to finish the race. After the race was won, the interviewers asked John, "Why did you do that when no one else would have?" And John said, "My country did not send me 5,000 miles to start a race, but they sent me 5,000 miles to finish it.
God did not send you to earth to start a race, He sent you here to finish it. Commit, take the step and finish. Our life is not about us. This is what Paul said in Acts 20:24 - I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task...."