If life is a race, how are you doing? If you are alive, you are still somewhere on the racetrack heading toward the finish line.  What lane are you running in? Sometimes I do not like my lane. I really would like to run in her lane. I like her lane better. Why can’t I just run her race?  Have you ever felt that way too?  God planned our lives, unique to us, designed exactly for who He created us to be, before we were even born. Your eyes saw me when I was formless; all my days were written in your book and planned before a single one of…