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Real life experiences often make the scriptures come
alive in new ways. Such is the case with the experience of running
a marathon and then reading "race" metaphors found in the New Testament.
I led a Bible study at church the week before running my first marathon
and we studied Hebrews 11 and 12. Chapter 12 begins with a race metaphor
that now has more intense meaning for me. Let me cite two examples:
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses," (RSV)
At Duluth (Grandma's Marathon), we were literally surrounded by well
wishers. Thousands of people lined the course, helping and cheering.
That group included my wife and three kids who used in-line skates to
find me toward the end and encourage me when things were by far the toughest.
The crowd carried me early on. I basically ran without pain or major
struggle for 22 miles. When I hit the proverbial wall, my family's voices
lifted my spirits so that I could get near to the finish line. Near the
end, when exhaustion had consumed me, a former student and another family
of dear
friends
added their voices to the encouragement. All other faces and voices were
a blur, but the people and voices I knew personally were clear and resonant,
and they brought me home to the finish line.
Faith life is also a marathon, a long distance struggle with no guarantee
of an easy finish. How comforting to know the crowd is there. Saints,
including ones of our own family, are cheering for us. They see our struggle,
but they never criticize or jeer. It is always encouragement that comes
to us--smiles, cool wet sponges, and drinks of water. They've finished,
and now they'll make sure we finish, too.
"looking to Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of our faith."
Since beginning our training, Barry (our Webmaster) and I knew our
number one goal was to finish. The finish line would bring a victory
to both of us, regardless of time. Both of us suffered in getting there,
and certainly Barry, who picked up a virus late in the week, suffered
more than I did. Nevertheless, the focus to finish was an important factor
in not giving up.
As Christians, we have the face of Jesus to focus on. He is the unchangeable
part of faith life. He cannot be moved or hidden or blotted from view.
We can find his face from any angle, in any circumstance, under any conditions.
He is at the right hand of God and cannot be moved. We move toward him
every day, sometimes running comfortably and other times laboring clumsily.
He's been in our shoes, He's run his race on Earth, and He understands
it all, every step.
We have finished the marathon and are thankful to count it as a victory--not
easy, not pretty, not without suffering. We have not yet finished the
run of faith. I'm sure there will be times to come that are neither easy
nor pretty. But, the encouragers are there. I can hear their magic voices
and see the light in their eyes. The person of Jesus Christ is there,
too. He understands the long race. He's run it. And, he won't move until
we arrive at the finish line.
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