Sometimes I want to scream! One thing that makes me want to scream is people, Christian people, who under the guise of faith, take scripture out of it’s God-given context and apply it to their own pretentious favor. ARGH!!
I wonder, is there any passage where this more frequently occurs than it does with Philippians 4.13:
“I can do all things through him who gives me strength.”
All too often, it seems, this is claimed as the “life verse” by athletes, coaches, and others facing various forms of adversity. Those involved in athletics so commonly claim this verse that I sometimes, tongue-in-cheek, refer to this mindset as FCA Christianity. (OK. I know that this is not fair to FCA. While this mindset may commonly be heard around FCA Huddles and events, there are also many faithful, deep, godly folks involved with FCA. In truth, I don’t know that this mindset is more prevalent with FCA-ers than it would be in my denomination, PCA, or even the church that I pastor.)
Philippians 4.13 is often invoked whenever the odds of success seem stacked against someone. The person reminds himself/herself: “I can do this… Like Rocky Balboa, I can defy the odds… I can do ALL things through Christ who gives me strength… I can win!!”
What is wrong with this perspective is not the desire to prevail, whatever the endeavor. There is nothing wrong with that. The problem is that to use this verse, and suppose the Bible here champions winning, takes this verse out of it’s context and redirects the aim of the gospel, the purpose of the Christian faith, to serve our agenda and goals. It assumes that our personal success is the goal of the Kingdom. It turns the gospel upside-down.
There are seemingly few resources that help the athlete and the fan channel an enthusiasm for sports to the glory of God. Many misapply Philippians 4.13, taking it out of context, disconnecting it from it’s gospel purpose, and using it as if it is merely a self-help positive thinking slogan. Others assume that sports are just “worldly” banality that, while enjoyable, have no redeeming spiritual value, except perhaps for the platform provided to accomplished Christian athletes in this sport idolatrous culture.
As a life-long sports enthusiast, and former coach and athlete, I have longed for a substantive bridge that connects athletic endeavors with spiritual formation, yet that avoids the shallowness usually exhibited.
Two relatively recent resources provide the connection and substance I have long looked for:
Both these resources help show us how we can redeem our involvement with sports to God’s Glory and our spiritual development, whether an athlete or a fan.
For the first time in years there is no clear cut candidate who will win the Heisman Trophy. For that reason alone the race is interesting. And for the first time in years I may be seeing glimmers of hope restored in my attitude.
Like other sports fans, I have my opinions each year. Sometimes my opinion matches that of the “experts”. But even then it is not enough to override the disappoitments of years when the results seem to be a sham; when it appears the fix is in; when networks like ESPN have more to do with choosing the winner than players’ performances on the field do.
But I am hopeful this year will be different.
Below are my top 5 picks, with number 1 being who I would have voted for had I been given a vote. I know that some of my choices can’t win – not all were even invited to the party in New York. But that doesn’t matter. These are my slections:
A dominant player in the trenches; the best player in the country this year. PERIOD. And in this year when there is no clear cut QB or RB, a defensive lineman can win. (I know a defensive player was once given the trophy, but this time Suh should legitimately “win” it.)
It is hard to believe no Tide player has ever won the Heisman. Ingram may go home with it. If he does, there is no injustice, he is a great back. But I wouldn’t give it to him this year.
While it is over used hyperbole, Pike is the driving force behind the Bearcats’ undefeated season. His backup played well in periods Pike was injured, but without Pike Cincinnati would be good but not great.
The Maxwell Award winner should have won the Heisman last year. His numbers were down a little, but McCoy’s performances still shined. He has Texas playing again for the National Championship.
“There’s no crying in football.” That paraphrase of a Tom Hanks movie line is the apparent sentiment of many in the world of sports media today.
Are you kidding me? It makes me wonder how many of these guys ever played the game – or played any game.
Tim Tebow is taking a pounding from pundits because he shed some tears as the 2009 SEC Championship Game came to a close with his Florida Gators on the short end of the scoreboard. These sportwriters, and sports radio hosts, seem to think Tebow’s reaction was somehow sub-manly. Granted,this is not a universal attitude among those in sports journalism – and maybe not even the majority opinion, but I’ve heard enough to realize this perspective does not belong just to a few isolated idiots.
Much has already been written about Tebow’s exploits and exceptional character. There is nothing I can add to that. There is no need to re-make those cases. But I do want to chime-in on this conversation with a couple simple points.
1. Absolutely there are tears shed on football fields. It is almost as much part of the game as is sweat. It is physically demanding game. It is also mentally and emotionally exhausting – perhaps especially for a quarterback. Players prepare for hours upon hours for 60 minutes of competition. At the end of the competition a player who has give all he has to give, physically, mentally, and emotonally, is drained. He is reduced to raw emotion. Tears are often shed on both sides, especially in a championship game – tears of joy for the victors; tears of frustration for the one whose all was not quite enough.
Frankly, as an ex-player and former coach, it is the guys who are not on the verge of tears at the end of a hard fought game who always bothered me most.
2. Tebow demonstrated the epitome of character and sportsmanship. Having been reduced to raw emotion; having watched year-long – if not life-long – dreams coming to an end, Tebow was nothing but gracious and effusive in his compliments and congratulations to his opponents. No excuses. No finger pointing. No sour grapes. Tebow just said: “Alabama was better than us today”.
Impressive. Which is more than I can say for Tebow’s naysayers.
The NFL Draft commences in a little more than an hour from the time I write this post. Not surprising, the pre-draft headlines are focused on Matt Stafford, out of the University of Georgia, and Marc Sanchez, out of Southern Cal, two high profile quarterbacks. But the real story of this draft, no matter where he ends up, is Ole Miss Offensive Lineman Michael Oher.
The video above gives an overview. The best video I’ve seen, giving much more of the whole story, was on ESPN earlier this afternoon, which you can watch by clicking: Adopted Family Helps Oher.
Oher grew up on the streets of Memphis. His mother was a crack addict. His father had been murdered. Oher was homeless and left fending for himself by age 6. He didn’t know his correct birthday or his own real name. Because of his size and athleticism someone sent him to Briarcrest Christian School to see if he might help out the athletic program. Briarcrest officials recognized that Oher was completely unprepared for the academic rigors of the school, but also knew that he had no place to turn. So they allowed him in school, on academic probation and inelligible for any athletic competition until he was caught up in school.
As amazing as that part of the story is, there is more. While enrolled at Briarcrest Oher was still largely on his own. That is until one cold Thanksgiving night, a school classmate driving with her family spotted Michael on the street wearing shorts and a thin T-shirt. The Tuohy family turned their car around picked Oher up and took him to their home. Over time the Tuohy family bought Michael clothes and food, and allowed him to stay with them – until they finally adopted him into their family. Loved for the first time in his life Oher progressed in the classroom and on the football field. He enrolled at Ole Miss and became an All American. Today he will become a first round draft choice – and a millionaire. But I suspect Michael Oher will be the one man drafted who understands that love far outvalues cash.
The story has already been made a book, The Blind Side, which has been on the New York Times Bestseller list. It has been featured on NPR’s All Things Considered. And a motion picture is in the works. But it is the story that may not be told that also fascinates me. It is the story of those whose faith was expressed through tangible love. It is the story of the Tuohy family and the folks at Briarcrest Christian School.
Think about it. The Tuohy’s were a well-to-do Memphis family. They had children, including an attractive teenage daughter, who I’m sure they were concerned to protect. And here is this big, huge, black guy, from the streets, that they invited into their home. I know race should not matter, but it is Memphis. But even apart from race, this is a huge, undisciplined, teenager off the streets. Most people would have just kept driving. Some kind folks may have bought food and clothes. Others may have gone so far as to make sure he found a home. But risk the unknown, and with children in the home? I imagine few would have done that. But the Tuohy’s did. They were compelled by love. And their love transformed a life.
I also have to commend the headmaster at Briarcrest. Not many administrators would have done the same thing. Some may have admitted Oher because of his athletic prowess. But how many would admit him simply to help him? Briarcrest had no reasonable reason to expect that Oher would ever succeed in the classroom. When he got to the school he carried a 0.4 gpa. But these people cared. They lived out their faith, and helped this helpless young giant, even when they had little hope to benefit from it. They reflect what Christian Education ought to be about.
This story makes you feel-good, no matter how it is told. But I stand in awe as I see the Apostle Paul’s words come to life on ESPN: “The only thing that matters is faith expressing itself through love.” (Galatians 5.6)
A day after Tea Parties were held across our land, I learn that our money is not the only thing our elected officials in Washington are concerned about afterall. With wars looming, pirates pestering American freighters, and our economy still in the gallows, apparently Congress has its eyes on college football. They want to fix the BCS.