We have been watching the Olympics at our house...not avidly, but almost nightly. Time and again, the 'favored to win' either doesn't qualify or just plain wipes out. The snow flying in the air is no help and I keep wanting to clean the tv screen as it 'fogs up'.
I have learned alot about curling and no, it isn't about hair, but actually a gentleman's game likened to golf, holding to a high standard of honor and integrity. No swearing or bad manners and always good sportsmanship...and women play as well. (Actually my least favorite to watch. Lots of screaming at these odd shaped balls sliding down the ice. But I am probably showing my ignorance.) Kudos to them.
I prefer the summer Olympics...simply because snow is foreign to a south Texas girl like me. If we see a flake every ten years, schools close and highways are sanded as if we can't maneuver a car in icy conditions....well, actually we can't and we look like idiots on the news. I digress.
Back to the games. This year it seems that the winners are equally happy to be the recipient of any color medal. The bronze is as treasured as the gold...and yet, I can't remember the name of one bronze winner from the past. Or silver for that matter. However, you should not go by me, the least athletic person I know. I love the sport in front of me and when it's over, it's over.
There is a race I can run. Speed does not dictate the winner. I will share the prize with many...and we will all be deliriously happy and grateful to cross the finish line in any order. It is important to run well, so as to bring glory to the Judge. No one will remember my name, save One. Come and join me in this lifelong pursuit. You can help me and I will help you.
1 Corinthians 9:24-27 Do you not know that in a race all the runners compete, but only one receives the prize? So run that you may obtain it. Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air. But I discipline my body and keep it under control, lest after preaching to others I myself should be disqualified.
Revelation 20:12 And I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne, and books were opened. Then another book was opened, which is the book of life. And the dead were judged by what was written in the books, according to what they had done.
Revelation 22:12-13 "Behold, I am coming soon, bringing my recompense with me, to repay everyone for what he has done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end."
These words awaken fear and love in me. Fear of the cost...and love for the Redeemer who deserves my best effort. Love for my Redeemer must be my motivation. I love Him because He first loved me. How off track I get at times. I often veer out of bounds, fall down, take my eyes off of the finish line, or just quit altogether. I forget the prize awaiting me and the One for Whom I am running. So...Lord, help me get back up, refocus, and press on...because it's the only thing that matters. Run with me.
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