DEVOTION: The Race for an Eternal Prize ~ by Narelle Atkins

1 Corinthians 9:24-27: Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last; but we do it to get a crown that will last forever. Therefore I do not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize.

In early August, talk in the Australian media included commentaries discussing why the Australian Olympic team had only won 1 gold medal. (They went on to win 7 gold, 16 silver and 12 bronze). In 2008 the Aussies won 14 gold and in 2004, 17 gold. Expectations were high that the Aussie team would again bring home a large number of gold medals.

Aussie swimmer James Magnuson came one hundredth of a second away from winning gold in the Mens 100m freestyle swimming final. Heartbreakingly close to a gold medal but not close enough. Winning an Olympic silver medal is an outstanding achievement and I offer my congratulations to all the competitors who have given their best and won medals at the London Games.

Paul’s first letter to the Corinthians in Greece was written around 55 A.D. Chapter nine includes a sporting analogy the people of Corinth could identify with because their cultural heritage included the Ancient Olympic Games. The Ancient Olympics were believed to have been held for the first time in 776 BC and continued for centuries before being abolished in 393 A.D. by Emperor Theodosius who banned pagan cults. The Ancient Olympics were linked to religious festivals for the Greek god Zeus, the ruler of Olympus.

Paul uses the analogy of a runner to explain self discipline in the Christian life. Althletes undergo years of rigorous training to prepare for the Olympic Games. They make sacrifices in order to focus on achieving their Olympic dream. And unless there is a tie, only one winner will receive the prized gold medal. Four years later athletes will compete in a new race for gold. New champions will arise and previous world records will be broken as athletes strive for excellence in their chosen sport.

Paul encourages us to have purpose in the way we live our life and to look forward to receiving the prize of eternal life. There is no heartbreaking second place because we all have the opportunity to receive the eternal prize. But Paul does caution us to be aware that we can disqualify ourselves if we don’t run the race to the end and have faith in Jesus Christ as our Lord and Saviour. Will you finish the race and receive the crown that will last forever?

Narelle Atkins writes contemporary inspirational romance and lives in Canberra, Australia.

She has published Bible Studies on Smashwords and blogs regularly at http://30MinuteBibleStudies.wordpress.com

She is a co-founder of the Australian Christian Readers Blog Alliance (ACRBA) http://acrba.blogspot.com

To learn more about Narelle, please visit her website.

Play-off Fever

   My country is in the grip of Stanley Cup Fever.  It happens every spring, when the top professional teams begin the run for hockey's greatest prize.  Even those folk, like me, who are only vaguely aware of the game during the regular season, become addicts during the play-offs.  After every game, we dissect each play, commenting on stick-handling, work ethic and refereeing.  We applaud the sweet drop-pass, groan at a turn over and wonder whether the ref has eyes when "our" team is penalized and "theirs" isn't.
    In Canada, lacrosse is our official national summer sport, but hockey is our unofficial winter religion.  Our national newscast leads with a health report on an injured star player.  Tim Horton's coffee allies itself with the game and sales soar. (Eight out of ten cups of coffee sold in Canada are poured at Tim Horton's.)  I just heard an interview with a man who had spent ten thousand ($10.000.00) dollars on shirts, caps and other swag for his home team and they didn't even make the play-offs.
     In some respects, this national obsession with hockey is a good thing.  Canada is a pluralistic society, a hodge-podge of customs and cultures, faiths and factions.  We have two official languages, secular and religious schools.  We have families who've lived in Canada for generations and enclaves of new immigrants, 20%  of whom have neither English nor French as their mother tongue.  We have vast open spaces, crowded cities, mighty rivers and frozen tundra.  In such a diverse country, a unifying force is hard to find but hockey fills the bill.    At a game, the stands hold fans of every race and colour.  They wear ball caps, turbans, hijabs and tuque's.  They all sing the national anthem with gusto and are united in their enthusiasm for the home team.  Amid political scandal, economic uncertainty and cold weather, that unity and enthusiasm cheers my heart.
    On the flip side, I'm twitchy about sport as religion.  I fear that the Stanley Cup has become an idol and my fellow countrymen are breaking the first two commandments in their attachment to it.  The cup is often termed "the holy grail of hockey," and I fear that we seek salvation in its gleaming depths.  We pay million dollar salaries to our hockey heroes while the poor go homeless and hungry save for the compassion of hard-pressed charities.  Too often, violence on the ice is greeted with roars of approval from the crowds.  At such moments, I wonder if I hear echos of the Roman Coliseum where the blood of Christians was shed for the entertainment of a corrupt society, and to divert the populace from serious trouble in the empire.
     Canada and hockey are not alone in this frenzy.  It could just as easily be football in the U.S. or soccer in the U.K. 
    Now, I'm not against organized sport.  It benefits kids and communities, encourages healthy exercise and clear minds.  It teaches cooperation and team spirit.  It fosters civic pride and builds sports complexes for all to share.  It reaches across all barriers, making fans of urban and rural, rich and poor, old and young, men and women.  It encourages dedication and the pursuit of excellence.  It pours money into the economy.  It donates hundreds of thousands of dollars to charities.  It brings life and colour to our long, cold winters and provides endless fodder for water cooler banter on Monday morning.
     I just want us to remember that the god of sport has clay feet.  It cannot heal our grief nor succor our pain.  Our team will lose, if not this year, then next.  The men (and women) on skates cannot bear the weight of all our hope.  Only Jesus Christ, our Mighty Captain, deserves our unswerving loyalty, our adoration and our service.  He alone holds our salvation in his pierced palms.
      
      Go Canucks go, but
      To God be the Glory.

       So, what's your national obsession? 

Alice Valdal is a writer, knitter, gardener and sometime sports fan.  To read more about her and more of her writing visit www.alicevaldal.com