In any case, my daughter was excited for this event. She spent some minimal time “training”…i.e. running to the mailbox…or running away from responsibility…or away from rabid squirrels. Most of her efforts in training were spent simply counting down the days until the race. I couldn’t quite understand her excitement…especially considering how little time she actually spends running.
“What is the deal with the Fabulous Footrace…why are you so excited?”
“Because Dad, the winner gets cake!”
“Oooh! I like cake!”
“I know right!...Me too!”
The day of the race came…and the group of girls attacked the 800m course. However, at about the 600m mark…my daughter slowed down and began to walk. She walked no more than two steps when one of her classmates came up beside her and barked at her, “Erica! You can’t walk! You have to keep running!”
Erica started running again, doing all she could to keep up with her friend and finish the race.
Erica DID finish the race!
However, she did not win the race.
“I am sorry that you didn’t win Erica.”
“That’s ok…I got third.”
“Yeah…but now you don’t get cake.”
“Sure I do.”
“What!?...but you didn’t win.”
“Sure I did!...Addison won…and because she won…the whole class wins…the whole class gets cake!”
I was struck with a picture of Jesus in that moment. Victory!
What does victory even mean? What does it really mean to “win?”
It hit me that my greatest victory in life has nothing to do with my own efforts…it has nothing to do with my talent…my work…or my initiatives. My greatest victory in life has been given to me…because Jesus has won!...and because Jesus won! I win!!!
Jesus has defeated sin and death! Revelation 11:14-12:17, tells of the incredible story of the victory of Jesus…both past and future!
Jesus wins!...and so do those who follow Him!
Now…when to I get cake?