Spiritual Olympics at Epiphany on August 10, 2008

Acts 20:24 However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me-- the task of testifying to the gospel of God's grace.

Great Finishes

In 1992, Dorando Pietri of Italy was the first marathon runner to enter the stadium. He had run the race of his life and was ahead of many other world class runners. But Pietri was so exhausted that he collapsed on the final lap. Twice he fell to the ground and got up again. But just 30 yards from the finish line he could no longer get up. An Olympic official, impressed by Pietri’s struggle, went over to the exhausted runner and lifted Pietri back to his feet and assisted him across the finish line. The crowd applauded wildly with approval, noting his courage.

Of course, Pietri didn’t win a medal, but he did finish the race, and that was all that mattered.

If you have ever been in Al’s Run and Walk for Children’s Hospital in Milwaukee or in the Lighthouse Run in Racine, you know what an accomplishment it is just to finish the race. You aren’t out there to win. You want to just finish. It is finishing the race that matters.

Long distance runners talk about a point in the race they call “hitting the wall.” “Hitting the wall” is like a crisis point in the race, when the runner is feeling extremely tired and the urge to quit is stronger than ever. When you hit the wall, your pace slows, sometimes considerably. Some runners say that it feels as though their legs had been fed with led quail shot, like the stomach of Mark Twain’s unfortunate jumping frog of Calaveras County. Others can’t feel their feet at all. Thought processes become a little fuzzy. (“Mile 22, again? I thought I just passed mile 22!”) Muscle coordination goes out the window, and self-doubt casts a deep shadow over the soul.

When he spoke the words of our text, the apostle Paul may have felt like he was “hitting the wall.” He had been arrested and put on trial for preaching about the resurrection of Jesus Christ. Just before our text, Paul said, “And now, compelled by the Spirit, I am going to Jerusalem, not knowing what will happen to me there. I only know that in every city the Holy Spirit warns me that prison and hardships are facing me.” (Acts 20:22‑23)  The Lord made it clear that there would be prison and hardships wherever Paul would go. Wouldn’t the thought of those kinds of serious adversities make him want to quit?

Can you think of a time in your life when the going got so rough and you became so tired, that you felt like you had “hit the wall” and just wanted to quit? Maybe when you were learning to ride your bike. After falling down and skinning another body part, you said, “I quit.” Maybe you have to run sprints and hills for soccer or football practice. You’ve thrown up for the third time that day. You’re ready to quit the team – on the first day of practice.

You’ve had serious disagreements with other church members. Self-doubt rises and you wonder if you should just stay home on Sunday mornings. You feel a tension between your child and the teacher, so your stomach feels all queasy. You would rather pull your child out of school rather than discussing the problem with the teacher. You’ve finally had enough of the long hours and little pay at work, so you give your two weeks notice. You feel like you can’t handle the pressures of life so you quit on life and turn to alcohol and drugs.

It is difficult to make things work. It is easy to quit. We haven’t been able to get through a Sportscenter or an evening news show without being overwhelmed with stories of an athletic icon and a football team that quit on each other.

Marriage is fairly easy in the beginning as you are both loving and affectionate toward each other. But later comes the stresses from both spouses working, kids, lack of time spent together, and fleshly temptations at work. The marriage becomes difficult to maintain, so the couple decides to mutually throw in the towel. When you were in high school and college, it may have been easy for you to stay physically fit. You had a high metabolism and you could eat fried food, pizza, and drink soda and beer. Now it is challenging to go on nightly walks, count calories, and drink mainly water. It is much easier to just resign yourself to being lazy and overweight. With all of the stresses of life with debt, unwanted pregnancies, addictions, and multiple bad choices made, sadly even some Christians have felt like they have hit the wall of life and cannot continue another moment in this world – and end their life with suicide.

It is your sin that causes you to quit. Your errors in judgment leave you confused and disoriented. Your lusts lead you down false short cuts. Your wickedness leaves you running away from God and into the devil’s waiting arms. Your guilt drives a wedge between you and your fellow saints. Your depravity halts your spiritual growth and you are tossed around by the wind and waves of the world’s temptations. Your constant straying away from God’s law and love leaves you lost and destitute and ready to throw in the towel. 

Consider what happens when you quit. You may lose your job, your family, your church and school family, your integrity, and your self-respect. You may ultimately lose your Christian faith and your eternal salvation. 

Consider what would have happened if Paul would have quit as an apostle. If he would have said, “It’s too much trouble to be a missionary” the world would have been poorer, many would have been damned. Though the troubles were real and great, Paul finished the race. In spite of the pressure on him to deny his Lord, he kept the faith.

When the pressure is on, when the urge to give in to worldly pleasures is strong, when temptations are everywhere, when you hit the “wall” of your Christian faith, what will you do?

Think of Jesus’ words: “What will you give in exchange for your soul?” Sometimes it is hard to be a Christian, to do what is right, to finish the task and complete the race. But if we quit on Christianity, if we turn our back to the Lord and give in to the temptation to indulge in sinful pleasures, then we will lose the crown of life.

Think of the Samaritan woman in today’s Gospel lesson. It would have been easy for her to give up and leave since it didn’t seem like Jesus was the least bit interested in helping her. Yet she persisted. She pleaded. She pursued. And Jesus praised her for her great faith. He blessed her persistent pursuit by curing her demon-possessed daughter.

Consider Jesus. He had an arduous task – that of taking away the sins of the world. We witness Jesus struggle as He prayed in Gethsemane. Yet He drank from the cup and completed His Father’s mission of paying for every time we have failed, quit, abandoned and deserted. He had a great finish, when from the cross He cried out, “It is finished.” He had completed our redemption and we can be sure of forgiveness.

There are plenty of memorable Olympic moments, but one stands out this morning. In the 1992 Barcelona Olympics, Derek Redmond was running the preliminaries of the 400 meters when he felt a pop in his right hamstring. He fell to the ground clutching his leg. He finally got up and began limping toward the finish line. One painful step at a time, each one a little slower and more painful than the one before, his face twisted with pain and tears, Derek limped onward and the crowd, many in tears, cheered him on.

Derek and his dad, Jim, had always been very close, like best friends. When Jim saw his son fall to the ground, he raced from the top of the stands. Finally Jim reached the bottom of the stands, leapt over the railing, avoided a security guard and ran out to his son, with two security guards chasing after him. “That’s my son out there,” he yelled back to security, “and I’m going to help him.”

65,000 people in the stands cheering, clapping, crying. Finally with Derek refusing to surrender, Jim reached his son at the final curve, about 120 meters from the finish, and wrapped his arm around his waist. “I’m here, son,” Jim said softly, hugging his boy. “We’ll finish together.”

You may daily feel the pressure to quit. You may be exhausted from helping others or serving the Lord or sharing the faith. You may feel like you have hit the wall and cannot continue another step. You may want to throw in the towel on your marriage, your children, your parents, your career, even your faith.

Someone is coming out of the stands of humanity to help you. He doesn’t look like anything special. Hair a little long. Beard a little unkempt. He’s wearing dusty sandals. He comes to you, places his arms around you and picks you up. His arms are strong. They must be, from carrying a wooden beam to the hill. His hands are calloused. He’s done a lot of creating with those hands. Then you notice that his hands – and his feet – have holes in them. You can see right through those holes.

Jesus places his arm around you and walks with you to the finish line. When you trip, he reminds you, “Let me help you with your heavy burdens.” When you are tired and out of strength, he says to you, “Those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”

In order to keep your mind off the pain, Jesus tells you story after story of the times he has rescued his people from the brink of disaster and carried them on to the finish line. He tells stories about a 100 year-old man and his 90-year old wife who had a miracle child born to them in their old age. He tells about an 80 year-old man who led millions of people out of slavery into a Promised Land flowing with milk and honey. He talks about a teenage boy who killed a giant with a slingshot. He relates story after story of people being taken to heaven in a whirlwind, rescued from the mouths of lions, pulled from a furnace’s flames, walking on water, and walking out of prisons. 

The names of these people aren’t important. What is important is that the same God was with them all. Just as your Lord God, Jesus Christ, is with you every step of the way. He is leading, guiding, consoling, comforting, carrying you to the finish line. He encourages you, “Fight the good fight. Keep the faith. Finish the task.”

Earlier this week, out of the blue, my five-year-old daughter, Lydia asked me, “Daddy, do you believe in heaven?” I said, “Yes, I do, dear.” She replied, “I do, too.” So I said, “Good. Well, I’ll see you there someday.” She said, “Yeah, when our house burns down, we’ll go to heaven.” I’m glad we’ve taught Lydia about going to heaven, but I’m not sure who taught her that our house has to burn down before she gets there.

Heaven is the great finish we all desire. During the Olympic games, the end of the marathon is run inside the Olympic stadium. The runners enter the stadium and run one lap around the track to the cheers of the large crowd until they reach the finish line. The saints and angels are cheering for our entrance into heaven. Jesus is walking with us and supporting us. When we hit the wall of exhaustion he helps us continue. The moment we cross the finish line and enter the glorious gates of heaven, we will receive the crown of victory, the palm branch of triumph, and the white robe of righteousness. 

You don’t have to win the race. The race has already been won by Jesus Christ. All that is left for you is to finish the race. That’s all that matters. “I’m here,” Jesus says softly to us, hugging us. “We’ll finish together.” Amen.