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Who would have thought that watching the Olympics would be a trigger for not only grief, but hope? But, that’s exactly what is happening for me as I’m watching the 2012 Olympic broadcasts.
I just finished watching the 10,000 meter/24 mile distance race. It was grueling for each runner and at times was very painful when one would get spiked in the knee or another would get too close on the heels of a fellow runner causing him to trip and fall as he was running full speed ahead.
But, at the end of the race when Olympic athlete Mo Farah from Great Britain crossed that finish line in first place, the look on his face and in his eyes said it all. Yes, the 4 years of preparation for that race for the gold medal had been tremendously hard for him and there were times when he wanted to give up. There were set backs and even times when he couldn’t train. Yet, he never gave up hope that if he could keep putting one foot ahead of the other he would ultimately win that race.
As Mo crossed that finish line more spent than he’d ever been in his life there was a joy that lit up his entire countenance – the joy of finishing his course and winning that reward. I couldn’t help but think of my husband and how no matter how hard those last years of his life were, he kept moving forward putting one foot in front of the other. When the end of his race came on that morning of November 10th, 2009, his soul finally escaped the bars of his body and he stepped over the finish line into heaven. Just like the crowds in that Olympic venue were on their feet screaming, cheering, jumping up and down, and laughing with great joy for their Olympic champion, so were those great cloud of witnesses there in heaven when Bob won his earthly race.
Oh, how that makes me cry because of all of the hard parts of this earthly journey, but, oh, how that gives me joy because of the hope that is before me!
Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls! Hebrews 12:1-3 The Message