Value and Victory
“Because you are precious in my eyes, and
honored, and I love you.” (Isaiah 43:4) RSV
God values you. No doubt about it. In fact, we all want to be significant and
have value. God declares me
as having significance. In essence, we
have no value apart from God. As one
person said, “God is the only one who separates a human being’s value from a
mosquito’s value.” If there is no God
and no relationship with Him, then our end is gloom and doom because we are
going to die without the hope of eternity.
See what I mean. The mosquito’s
life ends no differently than yours when you take God out of the picture. No
God…no heaven. No heaven…no hope. No hope…no future. However, if there is a God and you have a
relationship with Him, then you have inestimable worth and you are offered a
future that is eternal. In the end, our
value is solely and solidly based on our proximity to Him because everything
else will one day fade from the face of the earth.
Mark Anderson wasn’t
born…he was discovered. Having known Mark for many years, his story is
amazing to say the least. His mother’s
unknown pregnancy was one for the ages as a doctor’s x-ray examination revealed
an ovarian tumor which required immediate surgery. Briefly into her procedure,
the doctors proceeded to lift out of the mass revealing a sight rarely
experienced in a cancer surgery or any other for that matter. A two and a half pound baby boy lay hidden in
the interior walls of her body which quickly elevated the surgery to a whole
new focus…the saving of two lives rather than just one. The future World
Champion Decathlete, Olympic Star, and M.A.S.H. show guest star, would have an
inauspicious beginning to say the least.
Placed into an
incubator, the watchful nursing staff would tell you they simply expected the
worst. Such a frail little body, with limited lung, heart, or organ
development, he hardly stood a chance in a million of surviving with such
limitations. Only time would tell the outcome.
Day after day would
pass with low to medium progress occurring yet the little baby slowly
persevered. Week after week would see miniscule advancements, but on the tiny
baby proceeded. However, the
surprising day would come when Mark’s mother would take the little baby, now at
five pounds, home with her, as they had done all that they could do. Again,
they wondered if he might quickly be rushed back to neo-natal care apart from
the medical machinery that had kept him going to this point. Under his mother’s
tending, baby Mark would survive. Though sickly, he would make it through.
His home life would
leave something to be desired. Growing up, his father was physically and
emotionally abusive causing his mother to cut ties and move on to another man,
only to find each one as bad as the first. Though sadly it had the makings of a
Broadway title, “Seven Grooms for One Mother,” each treated Mark
with contempt leaving his level on the value scale as low as one could imagine.
Sports became his hope
but he could never learn enough or grow enough to make a team. Tryout upon
tryout, in junior high, became continual reminders that he would always be a
loser. The football coach told him he feared Mark would
get broken into multiple pieces because he was too skinny; his basketball
audition left the coach putting Mark so far down the list
he was cut after one practice; and Mark wasn’t long for
the baseball world because the back swing sent him spinning in the other
direction. Three strikes and he was out.
However, as fate would have it, Mark encountered the track coach who seemed to be far less concerned with talent and far more interested in a “pulse.” He shared to every living being in the school, “I don’t care if you can run, jump, or throw, all I care about is if you can ‘breathe.’” Mark couldn’t do a lot of things well but he had definitely developed his “breathing” skills.
However, as fate would have it, Mark encountered the track coach who seemed to be far less concerned with talent and far more interested in a “pulse.” He shared to every living being in the school, “I don’t care if you can run, jump, or throw, all I care about is if you can ‘breathe.’” Mark couldn’t do a lot of things well but he had definitely developed his “breathing” skills.
Slowly, Mark’s coach
began to spend time with him. Even with last place finishes at every event,
Mark just enjoyed being part of the team. It wasn’t so
much his finishes, but the fact that someone showed interest in him, that kept
him coming back. After all, you can tolerate a lot of disappointments if you’ve
got people who can applaud you through them. And that’s exactly what his coach
would do.
Even entering ninth
grade at 5 feet tall and 100 pounds, Mark remained
undaunted. His coach had taught him the high jump and he found that, even
though he couldn’t do too many things well, he could certainly jump. As his
heights rose, his coach began to challenge him in new areas. While Mark didn’t know it, his coach saw a Decathlete (ten event)
Champion in him that Mark couldn’t see.
Mark began to eat more, lift more, and grow
more to the point he caught the eye of local colleges in Southern
California . His training was paying off. Two years at Mt. San
Antonio College would soon lead to two NCAA National Decathlon Championships at
UCLA. The little baby that no one expected to survive was quickly rising to the
top in the athletic world.
At this point, being
reunited with his Junior High Coach, Mark would
self-admittedly find a great deal of pride setting in. While his problem in
his early years was a lack of self-confidence, he now was ironically, in his
own words, simply arrogant. The world that had paid no attention to him was now
paying to come watch him perform. Mark was on top of the
world as the World Champion record-holder in the Decathlon. In 1984, he made
the Olympic team and was prepared to take the crown as the World’s Greatest
Athlete. His popularity even brought a guest appearance on the legendary
sit-com M.A.S.H. where he starred as a pompous athlete who took on Father
Mulcahey in a distance run entitled “Run For The Money.” Little did people know
that Mark was every bit as cocky as the character on the
show.
Easily winning the
trials, Mark prepared to be hoisted onto the crowd’s
shoulders and onto a “Wheaties Box” as the Gold Medal Winner. However, fate
can be a cruel thing. Pulled hamstrings, meniscus tears, and nagging injuries
would leave him helpless and crashing back down to earth as the dream became a
nightmare, as the 1984 Olympics found him falling far short of the Gold-Medal
expectations set by himself and others.
In fact, it was that experience that would re-unite Him with the Lord
and Savior, Jesus Christ, whom his coach had introduced him to back in his
skinny Junior High years. However, this
time, he truly began to grasp God’s love whether climbing new heights or
crashing down from them.
Looking back these
many years later, it was that experience that rendered a new perspective which
would ultimately allow Mark to go from an earthly
perspective to an eternal one. Those things that were once the obsession of
his life, have now become of less importance…and those things that were life or
death have now become expendable. For one who was on top of the world, God had
a bigger plan.
The truth is, everyone is created by God but
everyone does not belong to God. Only those who belong to God are
those who choose to say, "God put me in Your family" because of my
faith in Christ. When a person does that, they belong to God. Like MasterCard says, “That means you're
priceless.” Isaiah
43:4 , “Because you are precious in my eyes, and honored, and I love you.”
(RSV) You have incredible value to
God. You not only are seen that
way. He has made you part of His family.
You're valuable. If God is not in the
picture, we have to find our value through something else which causes us to
base our significance on the wrong things.
We work our whole lives trying to prove we have worth. We try to find it
in our work. We try to find it in
relationships. We try to find it in
where we live and what we drive. We try
to find it in how we look. (The cosmetic industry and plastic surgery industry
is a multi-billion dollar industry.) The problem is, we are often basing our
value or significance on things that are not lasting.
Terry Risser
Reflections:
1) Where have you gained your greatest value in
life?
2) What is the danger of putting your trust in
things-over God?
Consider reading the Word:
Copyright 2014-Terry Risser
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