It’s Coming Back to Me

A little over a year ago, my wife and I started CrossFit. After more than a decade of not doing anything consistently, I plunged into this new fitness journey.

There has been a lot to learn, and there still is. Some things feel completely new. But there are also things that have come back surprisingly quickly.

Many of the lifts and movements we do now are things I first learned when I was 13 years old. Different form. Different equipment. A very different body that had not been through injuries.

This morning, as I was leaving the gym, I was talking with one of the guys I have really grown to like. He is older than me and in great shape, at least in my opinion.

We were talking about the workout we had just finished, which included biking and power cleans. He made a comment about the weight I used. He thought I probably could have done more. Not in a condescending way, but in an encouraging way.

That led to a conversation about my background. I told him I grew up doing cleans, just in a different context. Then I said it without really thinking, “Those lifts, like deadlift and back squat, just came back to me quickly.”

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This is my deadlift 1 rep max 475lb on 1/8/26 (did 495lb on 3/25/26)

He paused and said, “You know that verse about training up a child in the way he should go? Maybe it is not just about teaching or discipline.”

That hit me.

We all know that feeling. Strength returning. Clarity returning. Hope returning.

There are still things I want to improve, but the truth is my strength and confidence are coming back. Not all at once, but steadily. There are good days and bad days – good workouts and bad workouts.

And it made me think about the disciples after the resurrection.

The disciples didn’t just see Him alive. Their faith came back. Their purpose came back. Their courage came back.

Luke 24:30-32 says,

“When he was at the table with them, he took bread, gave thanks, broke it and began to give it to them. Then their eyes were opened and they recognized him, and he disappeared form their sight. They asked each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us while he talked with us on the road and opened the Scriptures to us?”

They walked with Jesus, talked with Him, even ate with Him, and still did not recognize Him at first. But something in them was already coming alive again. Their hearts were waking up.

In John 21, we see a similar moment with Peter after denying Jesus. Jesus meets him, restores him, and calls him forward again. His calling comes back. His purpose comes back. His faith comes back.

That is what the resurrected Jesus does. He brings things back to life in us. He restores what feels lost. He reignites what feels buried.

So here is the question.

What if Easter is not just about something that happened to Jesus, but something that is happening in you?

Maybe your faith has felt distant. Maybe your passion has faded. Maybe you have wondered if something you once had with God is gone for good.

But what if it is not gone? What if it is coming back?

Here is your next step. Do not wait for a feeling. Take a step toward Jesus this week.

Open your Bible and sit with Him, even if it feels ordinary. Pray honestly, even if the words feel small. Name the one area of your life that feels weak or disconnected and invite Him into it.

Then watch for what starts to stir.

Because resurrection is not just something we celebrate once a year. It is something we experience.

And you may find yourself saying, sooner than you expected, “It’s coming back to me.”

Anyway, I was just thinking...