I often wonder why guys do things like ride demon-possessed horses, or enraged bulls the size of a Tahoe. I usually just shake my head and keep clicking the tuner. What would possess a seemingly normal young man to strap himself on top of one of these beasts and risk life, limb and private parts? I actually “rode” a mechanical bull once and I am very thankful to have fathered my three sons.
It hit me the other day as I read a very familiar verse – 1 Corinthians 9:24 – Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.
These poor bow-legged cowboys actually put themselves through this for a reason. It’s not because they love horses and bulls and just want to be around them – they want to win something. There is prize money at stake, and personal prestige. These guys want to make a living, and this is their chosen means of making it. They want the prize, and are willing to risk death and childbearing to get it.
We are all husbands. Once we said “I do”, we were in the race. Question is – are we running? We can choose to walk or shuffle or even jog along. And sure, we are probably ahead of some poor sap along the road, and that makes us feel better. But are we running, and is our goal to win? Have I ever asked myself, “Do you want to win the husband race?” The sad reality is – “Do I even care?” Am I content to jog along in the middle of the pack and do I have any thought whatsoever about winning this thing?
You see, winning takes effort. It’s hard work to finish first at something. Top of your class; All-American; Million Dollar Round Table; Senior Partner – all take lots of time and lots of work. If I look at myself in the mirror and ask – “Am I running the husband race to win the prize”, will I like the honest answer I hear? Is God pleased with my performance so far?
So, God has been calling me up this week. Pick up the pace. Time to move up in the pack, and my thighs are burning a bit more. He is asking more of me as a husband. Whether or not I think my wife deserves it is irrelevant – He deserves it. My marriage is a reflection of Him to the world around me. And what really motivates me is that one day I will stand right in front of Him and give an account of how I ran “the race”.
I better sign off now, so I can keep running ……………………………………..