Ticker-tape parades, championship t-shirts and Rose Garden receptions have become the standard of the winners’ spoils. Victory itself seems incomplete without the praise of others.
Recently, my family had opportunity to celebrate a victory that was nearly a decade in the making. However, due to circumstances beyond our control and a powerful mid-summer thunderstorm, the celebration of such was basically non-existent. Those who had helped make the dream a reality had been dispersed by the events of the day.
How many victories in life go by without notice? Does the lack of attention cheapen the achievement?
I guess we have to ask ourselves if the joy of the victory is in the celebration OR in the accomplishment, the finished race, the job well-done? Maybe…our focus in winning should mirror that of the One who endured by finding joy in the “prize that was set before Him.” That trumps the party every time!
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