(With Father’s Day being yesterday, I would like to share this message sent to me several years ago by a dear brother, Gary Copeland. Thanks, Gary!)
At the 1992 Olympics held in Barcelona, Spain, spectators saw a living picture of God’s love for His children. That year Derek Redman of Great Britain was reaching for his life-long dream of winning a gold medal in the 400-meter run. As the gun sounded for the semi-finals, Derek knew without a doubt that he was running the race of his life. Then tragically a torn right hamstring sent him sprawling face down on the hard surface of the track. By a shear act of will, he struggled to his feet and began crazily hopping towards the finish line.
Suddenly, a large man in a t-shirt bounded out of the stands flinging security guards aside, making his way towards the wounded runner. Jim Redman threw his arms around his son. He said, “Son, you don’t have to do this.” Derek replied, “Yes, dad, I do.” Jim then said to his son, “Alright then, let’s finish this thing together.” That’s exactly what they did, staying in Derek’s lane the whole way, the son’s head frequently buried in his father’s shoulder. They made it to the end of the race as the crowd rose to their feet and cheered.
Derek Redman did not win the gold medal that day, but he walked away from that race with a memory of a father who loved him too much to stay in the stands watching him. Jim Redman was a father who came down out of the stands and entered his race.
This is the kind of heavenly Father we have, one who loves us too much to look down from heaven watching us fall and fail. He is willing to come into our race, running it beside us and within us every step of the way until we are safely home. “See how great a love the Father has bestowed on us, that we would be called children of God” (1 John 3:1).
Have a great week in His service!