Sunday, October 27, 2019

Today's Sermon - Finish the Race - 10/27/19


Finish the Race
Nearly an hour after the medalists had taken their victory lap on Sunday, October 1, in the year 2000, three lonely marathoners made their way into the Olympic Stadium – but drawing even more cheers than the winners.
First came Jose Alejandro Semprun of Venezuela, carefully plodding his way into the stadium more than 20 minutes after the previous marathoner.  He circled the track, finishing 79th and coming within two seconds of finishing in three hours.
Semprun, who was 27 years old at the time, approached the finish line as the time clock ticked away those crucial seconds toward that all important 3 hour mark, the crowd tried to will him to go just a tiny bit faster, but he just couldn't do it.  The clock read 3:00.02 at the end of his race.
Then came Rithya To of Cambodia, who smiled and raised his arms to the adoring crowd as he slowly covered the final 20 yards.  Then the 32-year-old To, the flagbearer for Cambodia began grimacing.  He collapsed to the track a few steps after finishing in 3:03.56.  Rithya To stayed on the ground for several minutes, and then was removed on a stretcher.
Finally, more than five minutes later, the last runner entered the stadium.  Elias Rodriguez of Micronesia was in 81st place, but he accomplished what 19 other men in the marathon could not -- he finished.
Rodriguez crossed the line in 3:09.14, more than 59 minutes behind the winner.  After he crossed the finish line the workers quickly gathered the orange cones on the track and set the stage for the closing ceremony to begin.
These three men were in intense pain, they had no chance of winning a medal or even a place in the record book having finished the race after the 3 hour mark, yet they finished the race anyway.  Why?  Why didn't they just quit?
I think the answer to that lies in a response by a runner from a previous event: It was 7 p.m. on October 20th, 32 years before the event in Sydney, in 1968.  Only a few spectators remained in the Mexico City Olympic Stadium.  The winner of the 26-mile marathon had crossed the finish line more than an hour ago, and now, the last of the marathon runners were across the finish line and leaving the track.
And as the last few spectators began to leave, those sitting by the entrance suddenly heard the sound of sirens.  One last runner appeared at the entrance.  The man, whose leg was bloody and bandaged, was wearing the colors of Tanzania.
The Tanzanian runner, experiencing intense pain, hobbled around the 400-meter track in the stadium, and the few remaining spectators rose and applauded him as though he was the winner.
After crossing the finish-line he slowly walked off the field without turning to the cheering spectators.  In view of his injury, and having no chance of winning any medal, a curious spectator asked him why he did not quit the race.
The Tanzanian runner replied, "My country did not send me 7000 miles to simply start a race, but sent me 7000 miles to finish it."
In his letter to Timothy, Paul says, "I have finished the race."  Note what Paul does NOT say.  Paul does not say, "I have won the race."  That is not what he says.  He says, "I have finished the race."  Paul does not think of this life as a sprint, as a 100-meter dash, where speed and victory are the only things that count; rather, he thinks of this life in Christ as a marathon.  In a marathon it is endurance and perseverance that counts.  One of my favorite verses in Romans 5:3, “Not only that, but we boast in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not disappoint us…”
          In a different letter to the Corinthian Church, Paul wrote about this marathon he was living.  It was not a short sprint, done in just a short time period, but rather it was about a long-suffering marathon.  He wrote in 2 Corinthians 11:24-27 that, “five times I received from the Jews the forty lashes minus one.  Three times I was beaten with rods, once I was stoned, three times I was shipwrecked, I spent a night and a day in the open sea, I have been constantly on the move.  I have been in danger from rivers, in danger from bandits, in danger from my own countrymen, in danger from Gentiles; in danger in the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea; and in danger from false brothers.  I have labored and toiled and have often gone without sleep; I have known hunger and thirst and have often gone without food; I have been cold and naked.
In spite of all of this, he endured and kept true to his faith; he kept preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ, regardless of anything that might distract him or lead him off of the pathway.  At the end of his second letter to Timothy Paul mentions specific people and again more events that tried and tested his commitment to God, but he did not give up. 
What you see and what you focus on will certainly determine how you feel about what you get.  It is the "cup is half empty" versus the "cup is half full" principle.  Focusing on the bad things in life and on all the disappointments that come with it can cause you to lose sight of the finish line, the race itself, and of God's faithfulness to you in it.  But focusing on the blessings of this life, of the good and wonderful things that are abundant to us each and every day, we are reminded of God's faithfulness in the past and have increasing hope for the future.
As Paul writes to Timothy, he took a moment to reflect and look back.  And in doing so, he realized that God had met all of his needs, exactly when he needed them.
Paul recalls a particular incident in his letter to Timothy.  Paul found himself standing alone before Nero's hostile court.  No other believers had appeared to support him.  While some may have been involved in ministry far from Rome, others had simply feared the persecution that made any identification with Christ risky.  At any rate, Paul had experienced abandonment from his fellow Christians and workers in ministry.  But rather than dwell on their faithlessness, Paul realized that if Jesus could say, "Father, forgive them," while dying on the cross, Paul could say, "May their desertion not be held against them."
Looking back at that time of loneliness, Paul realized he had not been forsaken.  God had been faithful.  The Lord had stood beside him as he faced Nero.  In that moment God gave him strength, sustaining him in every way.  Paul had not only stood, but he had also spoken.  And to Nero and the entire court, Paul proclaimed the gospel of Jesus Christ regardless of what sentence that might bring upon him.  And being faithful to God, Paul was miraculously granted a pardon from a death sentence; which was, at the time, the penalty for publicly proclaiming and believing in Christ.
Having been faithful in the past, Paul could then look to the faithfulness of God in the future, as well.  Paul knew that what he had endured during this earthly race would be acknowledged and rewarded.
Having fought the good fight, finished the race, and kept the faith, Paul could look forward to God’s faithfulness and receive his reward.
Each of us are on different paths in this race.  Each of us have encountered and endured a variety of incidents that have tried our faith, that have made us look at the cup as half-full or half-empty.  But, what we learn from those trials and sufferings is that we can not give up.  We must be like those marathon runners; we must be like Paul.
We were not sent here to start a race, but we were sent here by God to complete one.  So my friends, continue on your run…focus on the blessings of God, the miraculous that happen every day, fight the good fight, finish the race, and keep the faith.
Thanks be to God.
AMEN.

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