Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one receives the prize? So run that you may obtain it. Every athlete exercises self-control in all things. They do it to receive a perishable wreath, but we an imperishable. So I do not run aimlessly; I do not box as one beating the air. But I discipline my body and keep it under control, lest after preaching to others I myself should be disqualified. [1 Corinthians 9:24-26 (ESV)]
Like their parents, my youngest grands like to race and recently did this year’s 5K “Hot Chocolate” run. When Paul referred to running, he wasn’t referring to fun runs like theirs or a marathon like the one their parents ran nor were his boxing and wrestling references to the sports we know today. His allusions were to the Panhellenic games and Olympics which were well known throughout the Roman Empire in his day.
The modern Olympics are a secular event but the ancient Olympics were as much a religious festival as a sporting one. Held to honor Zeus, cheating was an offense to the gods and breaking any rule was a sacrilege. The athletes (along with their brothers, fathers, trainers, and judges) vowed before an enormous statue of Zeus that they’d observed all the rules of training for at least ten straight months and would use no unfair means to win. Just as those athletes did not want to dishonor Zeus, Paul did not want to dishonor Jesus with his “race” and he wrote of conducting himself honorably so he wasn’t disqualified.
Paul’s mention of self-control takes on deeper meaning when we consider the athletes’ rigorous training and the discipline and self-denial required to maintain their strict diet and demanding physical regimen for ten straight months. Some athletes even remained celibate during training. If they are going to finish their race, Christ’s followers need that same level of self-discipline, diligence, obedience, effort, focus, and full commitment to God and His kingdom but for a lifetime rather than ten months! Ancient athletes competed in the nude and barefoot on a sand surface. Even though we run our faith race in clothing, let’s remember that we are completely naked before God and nothing is hidden from Him!
The marathon is a modern Olympic event and the ancient foot races were much shorter, ranging from about 210 yards (the length of the stadium) to 2.8 miles (less than a 5K run). Such short races meant there was little chance to catch up if one fell behind. Since any race longer than the length of the stadium meant runners had to make a sharp 180-degree turn around a post, no runner wanted to be caught in the pack when making that turn! Runners had to start strong and push forward with all their might. While our faith race lasts longer, Christians need to strain forward and press on with that same intensity if we hope to reach our goal.
In a special race called the hoplitodromos, men ran from a quarter to a half mile while wearing a soldier’s helmet, shield, and greaves which meant carrying an additional 17 to 30 pounds. Depending on the race’s length, runners made one to three sharp turns and they often fell when their shields got entangled at the post. Knowing about the hoplitodromos gives deeper meaning to the admonition in Hebrews 12 to “lay aside every weight” slowing us down.
The brutal combat sports had no rest periods, water breaks, or time limits and bouts could last hours. Fighters risked injury, disfigurement, and even death. Other than biting, eye gouging, or attacking the genitals, just about everything else was allowed. With no holds barred and no weight classes, a wrestling match usually ended with broken bones. Boxers wore just a pad of leather over their knuckles and a man could be hit when down. The winner wasn’t determined by points or decision but by the complete submission or incapacitation of his opponent. When Paul referred to boxing, his readers knew that the fighter who shied away from his opponent or punched at air would not survive!
Testing an athlete’s ability to endure pain as much as his fighting skill, the pankration combined wrestling and boxing. In this brutal bloody contest, even groin kicks and hits were allowed. When Paul wrote of wrestling against the forces of evil or fighting the good fight of faith, he wasn’t talking about fighting under the Queensbury rules. He was speaking of a no-holds-barred-knock-down-drag-out brawl in harsh conditions—a battle that ended only when the opponent—Satan—was defeated!
With no teams, weak athletes couldn’t be carried to victory by stronger members of the team. Even though Christians collectively are the Church and the body of Christ, each person is responsible for running their individual race and fighting their individual battles. In the end, like the ancient Olympic athletes, we alone are responsible for how we run the race and fight the fight.
Even though my grands weren’t the first to cross the finish line in their recent 5K, they received medals along with a huge cup of cocoa, a banana, Rice Krispie treats, chocolate dip and a cookie (along with a hoodie)—which is more than the ancient Olympic athletes got! Back then, there was only one winner in each event and all he received at Olympia was a crown of olive leaves. For the chance to get one of those perishable crowns, athletes spent nearly a year training for a race less than the one my grands ran or for a fight that probably left them injured or disfigured. Only victors were honored by their home cities. As for the others—regardless of how honorably they competed, they returned home with their heads hanging in disgrace.
As Christians, no matter how slowly we run or often we stumble and regardless of how battered we get or frequently we’re knocked to the ground, if we are still running the race and fighting the fight until our dying breath, we will have won! Instead of being called up to the judge’s seat to receive a perishable crown of leaves, we will be called up to receive an imperishable crown of righteousness from the Lord Himself! Rather than returning to our hometowns with heads hanging in shame because we weren’t the strongest or fastest, we will go to our heavenly home as victors in Christ!
Last year, our family rented a lake home in Idaho. Although we never saw our next-door neighbors, we saw their landscaper nearly every day. A robotic lawnmower, it was meticulous about not missing even a small patch of grass on their expansive lawn. About twice the size of our robotic vacuum, this mower puts our little vac to shame. Rather than going in seemingly random circles, it efficiently cut in back-and-forth straight lines. The gizmo never strayed onto the beach, got lost in the shrubbery, banged into lawn furniture, or wandered into our yard! From lakeside to house, it went up and down the slope without slowing down and returned to its charging station when its power ran low. An obedient and hard-working servant, it was on call 24/7 and would have mowed all night if so directed. The mower’s schedule, boundaries, and grass height requirement were controlled by its master’s smartphone! Because that technology came with a hefty price tag, it also came with a built-in-alarm system, GPS theft-tracking, and a pin code.
When the woman joined our group at the table in the school gym, she said, “I got a late start so I was speeding to get here. If a cop stopped me, I was going to tell him I was doing the Lord’s work and, since God will forgive me, he should too.” She insisted that speeding for a godly purpose was a justifiable offense and, since God offers forgiveness, so should the police. Granted, we were doing God’s work by packing meals for the needy but, as the Blues brothers learned when they saved the orphanage, a mission from God is not a “Get Out of Jail Free” card.
Saul, a man willing to kill his son rather than concede his error in making a foolish vow, wasn’t quite as eager to fulfill other vows he made. Later, he promised his daughter (along with exemption from taxes and military service) to the man who killed Goliath. While the vow prohibiting his men from eating came from his desire for revenge, this one may have come from fear. It was the king’s job to lead his men into battle and Saul, as the tallest man and the only one with bronze armor like Goliath’s, was the obvious choice to take on the Philistine. Perhaps Saul hoped the promise of wealth, honor, and a place at the king’s table would be incentive enough for someone else to volunteer to face the Philistine. For 40 days Goliath had taunted Israel but there were no takers until David.
In the years following the exiles’ return to Judah and the rebuilding of the Temple, adherence to the Law grew lax. Knowing how to live a Jewish life depended on knowing the commandments of the Torah but the people had drifted away from God and His word and were committing the same sins that got them exiled! More than fifty years after the Temple’s rebuilding, Ezra arrived in Jerusalem. As a priest and teacher of the law, Ezra was shocked to find such disobedience. He tore his clothes and pulled his hair in sorrow before kneeling in prayer. He led the people in prayers of confession and repentance after which they swore a solemn oath to follow the Lord’s commands.
The books of Ezra and Nehemiah tell of the reconstruction of Jerusalem. Nearly fifty years after Jerusalem was destroyed, the first of the exiled Jews returned to the ruined city. Although his brother Hanani returned to Judah, Nehemiah, who served Persia’s King Artaxerxes as cup-bearer, didn’t. While his job included ensuring the safety of the king’s food and drink, Nehemiah was more bodyguard than waiter. In constant contact with the king, he served as both confidant and companion to Artaxerxes. He carried the king’s signet ring and possibly served as his chief financial officer.
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