Winning and Losing
Winning and losing are relative. There is more to it than crossing the finish line first. The real miracles are often the ones well back in the pack — the ones that run with the greatest limitations — the ones that overcome the greatest obstacles just to be there.
Sylvester Stallone ended the great Rocky series with Rocky losing his last fight. Yet because he lost the fight to someone almost half his age, he was seen as the real winner. The amazing thing about that last film was the amount of hope it brought to aging baby boomers. “We still have it!” That is the message. Sometimes winning means just running the race one more time — no matter how far back you finish.
In the eyes of the Roman soldiers, and the various religious and governmental figures that put Jesus on his cross, Jesus was a real loser. He could walk on water but not avoid being caught and executed. His motley band of followers could not fight their way out of a wet paper bag. In the end, Jesus beats them at their death game, and his followers go on to have Universities, Hospitals, and Seminaries named after them all over the world. Their names are on land masses that they never saw. Some people even pray in their name and wear jewelry in their honor. No one remembers the names of the ones that put Jesus on the cross — other than Herod and Pilate (and their names are spoken in derision).
To this day, I am not sure how to define the winning life. I know how the world around me defines it: youth, good looks, popularity, power, wealth, intelligence…ad nausea. It is the same list over and over again. Lately I have been bumping into some winners with poor health, low income, common looks, too young or too old, and always in the “wrong” part of the world. Nothing hangs on their wall to tell them how successful they are. Their names never make the paper. Jesus refers to them as his “little ones” and considers them the real winners.
The first will be last and the last will be first. God alone knows who gets the gold medal. You may think that your life is a failure, but that is only because you do not know the hidden metaphysical rules to the game. The finish line is in the heart, not at the end of the road.








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