Philippians 3:12 Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own. 13 Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it my own. But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, 14 I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus. 15 Let those of us who are mature think this way, and if in anything you think otherwise, God will reveal that also to you. 16 Only let us hold true to what we have attained.
17 Brothers, join in imitating me, and keep your eyes on those who walk according to the example you have in us. 18 For many, of whom I have often told you and now tell you even with tears, walk as enemies of the cross of Christ. 19 Their end is destruction, their god is their belly, and they glory in their shame, with minds set on earthly things. 20 But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, 21 who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.

I'm attempting to train for the Reed's Lake Triathlon. It's hard. Way hard. Those who run long distances often refer to "hitting the wall", the point at which you are so physically and mentally fatigued that you feel you cannot go on. Your shoes feel like lead weights. Your breathing is not measured but panting and gasping for oxygen. Sweat burns and stings your eyes. Your arms feel like Jell-O. You can't keep your head up, your eyes on the finish line, let alone the next square of cracked sidewalk. Snot clings to your face. Your lips are parched. It's grueling, gritty, ugly. At that point you ask yourself, "Why the hell am I doing this? The end is not worth the pain." Your hope is not to only finish, but that someone has been gracious enough to bring a shotgun to the Finish Line to put you out of your misery should you happen to survive long enough to cross it.
My training is a mirror image to my life. It's fair to say that I have hit The Wall this semester. Here is a brief recap of some of the "hills" of this stage of the race:
We have had to buy two new vehicles which has depleted our Emergency Fund. Pray for no Emergencies!
I took one of the hardest classes yet - Biology - and passed. Barely.
We have had 7 people living in our house at one time.
The company I work is cutting 2nd shift, so I have to work 1st (4:30am - 3:00pm). I am not that early of a morning person! This is okay until Fall and school resumes.
My financial aid has run its course and we must pay out-of-pocket for the remaining year: approximately $16,000. Couple this with the possibility of not working working full-time each semester (Fall - b/c of hours; Spring - b/c of Student teaching).
And none of this accounts for the spiritual element of my sin, ups and downs of marriage and parenting and various other relationships (which are fine, but have their moments), hating Weight Watchers (yeah, I'm trying to drop some lbs.), theological frustrations with church and America "Christianity", worldly concerns (though I'm thankful my cars were engineered and built in Japan!), ever-present cynicism at God, religion, politics, everything,etc.
I feel like David in the Psalms - trying to do the right thing and falling down further while it appears like the wicked are flourishing. One step forward, two steps back. I feel like throwing in the towel. The pain in my muscles, spiritual and physical, is too much to bear.
This passage from Philippians raises all sorts of questions and scenarios to consider. Paul did not consider himself perfect, but kept pressing on. Why? Because the Gospel mattered to him: "Because Christ Jesus has made me his own." How did he does this? Two ways. "Forgetting what lies behind" - wow, is that hard to do. Every time I feel I make progress, the past rears its ugly head and I'm reminded just how much I suck. At everything. Can I really forget that last "hill" I just climbed? And: "Straining forward to what lies ahead" - straining is hard when you're weary and worn out. What am I straining for? "The upward call of God in Christ Jesus". What is this upward call? "But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, who will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body". I Peter 3:18 says, "For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, that he might bring us to God." And back in the Philippians 3 passage, Paul tells the "mature" - those who are mature in the faith - "to think this way". Does this mean I'm not mature in my faith? Am I a spiritual rookie running his first 5k?
Paul frequently uses the imagery of running and physically training to encourage his readers to continue in the race and every time the source of his encouragement is the same: the Gospel. Philippians 3:16 says, "Only let us hold true to what we have attained." What have we attained? The Gospel! We have received the righteousness of Christ freely whereby God declares that we, the unrighteous, are in fact righteous! Christ has won the race! We are called to persevere and are able to do so because Christ has already accomplished everything on our behalf. And this he freely gives us if we humble ourselves to receive it.
No one told me the triathlon will be easy. But life isn't easy and we're never anywhere in Scripture told it would be. Jesus said that if anyone would follow him, they would have to take up their cross to do so. That cross is heavy and burdensome. Trials beset runners on all sides: shin splints and sin alike. But thanks be to God that Christ in all of his glory has won the race, a race we could never finish!




