Showing posts with label finishing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label finishing. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Finishing Well


Joe Paterno.  Seems like the name along conjures up some fairly strong emotions these days, no longer just in central Pennsylvania or with college football fans.  Paterno coached the Nittany Lions football team for 26 seasons before he was fired amidst allegations of “looking the other way” when one of his assistant coaches was charged with sexual abuse.  He lost his battle to cancer at the age of 85 and some might think that a merciful end for a man whose legacy is now marred with decisions that he made…or didn’t make.

Now, not only has his reputation been marred by his sins of omission, but his legacy at Penn State is more than in jeopardy.  The statue outside Beaver Stadium has been removed, all that is left is empty concrete with the hint of what used to be there.  The statue of Paterno and the players that followed him has been removed.  Sanctions are being imposed on the university and it seems there are efforts to wipe even the memory of Paterno from the history books, or at least remove any indication that he was at Penn State from the eyes of any and all who might come onto campus.

Here are the words from CNN.com's story, "Within 24 hours, Joe Paterno's statue at Penn State University came down and his record as the winningest coach at the top level of college football disappeared.  The steps by Penn State President Rodney Erickson and the National Collegiate Athletic Association drew sharply differing reactions Monday. They are the latest impact from a child sex-abuse scandal now linked forever to the university's storied football program.  Paterno's family and diehard Penn State loyalists condemned the penalties as an overzealous response that unfairly targeted the former coach, who died of lung cancer in January after being fired the previous November to end his 46-year career at the university." (For the rest of the story, click here: http://www.cnn.com/2012/07/23/us/penn-state-reaction/index.html?hpt=hp_t2 )

Sports can flesh out some fairly charged passions and emotions in people.  Big schools with big sports programs can have some pretty big fans and Penn State is no exception.  As time goes on, I am sure that more and more information will be revealed about things that happened behind the scenes at Penn State.  There have been accusations of favoritism shown to athletes, but that’s nothing new in colleges today.  It seems that stories are always emerging about the antics of athletes, both collegiate and professional. 

But the emphasis of sports in America and in our schools is most likely fodder for another blog post, not this one.  The real question that I have is regarding the latest debate at Penn State over the removal of Joe Paterno’s statue from the stadium.  Are the sins and indiscretions of this man whose undeniable football legacy enough to warrant the removal of a statue honoring what he accomplished?  Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.

I’m not condoning what Paterno did in his covering up, at worst, or looking away from, at best, the vile behavior of one of his coaches.  In fact, it stirs up in me a common question that I have asked myself over the last few years: how do we finish well?

Regardless of Paterno’s accomplishments in football, this is the last and only thing some people will remember.  Despite his success, there are certain people who can’t look past this.  It’s not like this is the only time something like this has happened either.  While I hesitate to compare the significantly different behavior, Pete Rose is still vying for a place in the Baseball Hall of Fame after the mistakes that he made in the end of his career.  Regardless of what Rose accomplished, his legacy is marred and may never be cleared up because of how things ended.

Paterno died too soon for anyone to fully understand or see how he would be reacting to all of this.  There is no way for Paterno to issue a public statement.  He can't hold a press conference and express his deep regret and offer apologies to the families of the victims.  He can't submit himself to discipline in order that he might try to make amends for what has been done.

The other night at dinner, I scolded my 3 year old for some of his behavior.  He turned his back towards me and said, "You can't see me doing this."  I was shocked and surprised that he would even consider that and my wife reminded him that we do the right thing regardless of whether we think someone is watching or not.  That's the definition of character, right, who you are when you think nobody's watching you?

Over the last decade, I have seen my fair share of people's lives end, not the least of which was my mom.  As the end drew near, my observance grew stronger and I watched to see how these people would finish.  The Apostle Paul likened life to a race that we run.  It's certainly no sprint, it's a long distance run.  In long distance runs, it's essential to pace yourself.  If you don't, you will find yourself not finishing well.

Of the many people who I've observed at the end of their life, there were some who finished well and others who didn't.  I recall a man who had been on the beach of Iwo Jima and survived.  He had a reputation in his earlier life for being a great Bible teacher.  I was not privileged to have observed that earlier part of his life, all that I experienced was the way that he fed many ill feelings of the members of his Sunday School class who were less than satisfied with changes taking place within the church.  He stirred up controversy and promoted division.  He did not finish well.

Paterno did not finish well.  His reputation in the future will constantly be remembered not by what he did, but by what he didn't do.  I am holding no stones.  I have failed enough in my lifetime to know better.  But what I can do is strive to finish the race well.  I can live my life consistently and choose to learn from the mistakes of those who have gone before me.  I do not want mistakes that I make or sins that I commit to mar any and every memory of whatever else I might have done in my life.

May we all learn a valuable lesson from this, not by casting stones, but by living our lives differently.

Monday, November 7, 2011

The End is the Beginning

As I passed week 7 of 10 in this fall quarter, I came to the stark realization that after this quarter, I have only 8 more classes before I am FINALLY finished with my seminary degree. It has been a long hard road, and I still have a year to go, but 4+ years, 2 additional children, and one loss of a mother later, I am coming to the end of this part of my journey.

When I came to that realization today, I felt a little bit of sadness deep down inside. Whenever there is a completion of something, there is always a satisfaction in having accomplished a great feat. At the same time, when so much blood, sweat, and tears have gone into the process, it can be somewhat bittersweet.

I am a Learner. Before I even entered seminary, I was reading 2 to 3 books a week as I tried to learn more about ministry and the different approaches that people have taken in it. I wanted to gain as much insight from as many sources as possible. My reading load has certainly decreased with outside material since enrolling in seminary, but I have still found time to engage in extra-curricular reading. It has been an important part of my formation.

I have met some incredible people in my seminary journey as well. There are a number of guys who I have connected with on a personal and theological level who have meant a lot to me throughout the process. My hope is that those relationships would continue long after we receive our diplomas. When life-giving relationships are found, one would be foolish to simply let them fade away. Like anything else, relationships need fostering to continue and I hope that these relationships continue for a very long time.

When I finish my last course a year from next month, the world will be a very different place than it was when I began. I would like to think that I am not just a little older, but also a little wiser. There are missing pieces from my life, but there are also new areas to explore, new opportunities to seize, and new days in which I can live out the adventure of serving God.

This journey will have required 144 credit hours, 36 courses, two ancient languages, 3 systematic theology courses, 5 Bible survey courses, 100 trips to Glen Arden, Maryland for class, 8 trips to St. Paul, MN, and hundreds of pages of type-written work. There's no way that I would have been able to accomplish any of it if it hadn't been for my amazing wife. She has been tolerant of a lot as I have been somewhat consumed by schoolwork and grades, more so than might be typical. She has faithfully loved me and our children. She has tolerated quizzing me in Hebrew and Greek vocabulary words. She has read hundreds of pages of papers until a trusted friend stepped in to be a great editor (thanks, Tommy). This degree will be as much hers as it is mine.

My children have also put up with a lot. I am hoping that it won't have caused them serious and irreparable damage in the future. By then, my wife may be working as a counselor and should have some good references to refer them to should they have such a need. Kids are resilient, but I will be glad, for their sake, when this is over.

My church has been incredible to me. They have loved and supported me, encouraged me and even tolerated me at times. I think that they have benefitted as well as they have served as a sort of proving ground for all of the things that I have been learning. Somehow or another, those things would work their way into devotionals and sermons that I would be giving. Whether people knew it or not, as I was learning in seminary, they were learning along with me.

Yes, it's been a long strange trip. It's not over yet. While I know that there is so much more learning to be done, I'm pretty sure that my wife would shoot me if I decided to work on degree #4 as soon as this is over. In the meantime, I will finish this one out and when it's all over, I will breathe a deep sigh of relief. What I will have accomplished may not mean much to some others, but to my family and me, it will mean a lot. It will mean a lot because of the price that we paid for it, and when it's over, the time that I will have with them, free from certain distractions, will be priceless. While it is an end of a chapter, it will also be the beginning of many others as well.