In 2000 Kathy and I sponsored about 20 youth from our church on a mission team to Puebla Mexico which is approximately 40 miles east of Mexico City. We conducted “vacation bible school” for about 200 or so kids. The “VBS” included a music band, parties, arts, crafts, games, and of course a Bible story. The team engaged in a service project at the local orphanage school which involved fun activities for the children in the orphanage and some grooming and clean up of the property. The out buildings were somewhat “run- down” and there was a lot of clutter on the play ground. We mowed, chopped, removed weeds, stumps, bushes, and old sheds from the property. We repaired swing sets, basketball courts, back boards, and replaced rims and nets. We repaired the volley ball court and soccer field.
Puebla Mexico is a beautiful city high in the mountains with an elevation of over 7000 ft. When we first arrived several of us became sick and nauseated (use your imagination). We at first attributed this to unclean food or impure water. After doing some research we discovered that it was neither. The cause was altitude sickness. Altitude sickness is a reaction of the body to suddenly experiencing very high altitudes which have less oxygen. This sickness mimics a flu like syndrome of body aches, head aches, and nausea (use your imagination.) Any type of physical activity, walking up a hill, carrying heavy material, running, pushing, pulling, climbing, exacerbates altitude sickness. The bottom line is, we were very tired. This was our last day and we were trying to complete the projects at the orphanage we had started. I was really dragging (I was the oldest one there so have some sympathy). We were just finishing mounting the new basketball rim and backboard when one of the ministers with us murmered, “finish strong.” We actually began to pray that we would finish strong. The two words, finish strong, began to echo in my ears over and over again. It gave me the inspiration to pick myself up and get back to work so that we could complete the tasks which would make the orphanage a little brighter for the children.
Even though it’s been years since our trip, I am often reminded of those words, “finish strong” especially when I’m tired and just want to quit. It might be a large project at home or work, or often it’s at the gym and I’m trying to complete my 3rd mile on the treadmill. I have a still small voice in my head that whispers “finish strong.” Usually I am able to pick up my speed just a little and complete my goal.
This week for Thanksgiving, we are visiting Kathy’s mom in Tennessee and I always go to their YMCA (which is a fabulous place) for my work out and daily run. This morning I was running on a treadmill facing the parking lot looking out on the gray damp morning. It was about 7 am, and I was nearing the completion of my second mile. As I looked out toward the parking lot and up the sidewalk leading to the front door of the Y, I caught a glimpse of a little old lady, with thinning silver hair, stooped over with osteoporosis, slowly, yet deliberately, hobbling into the gym using her walking cane. Yup you may have guessed it, the little old lady was Kathy’s 87 year old mother.
The picture was a woman fiercely pushing onward, to finish strong with great determination. Intentionally moving forward, never giving up, NEVER, she lives her life to it’s fullest, set and determined to finish strong. What a role model, what an example, what a heritage for Kathy and my boys.
I finished my workout, hit the shower and as I walked out through the lobby, I peered through the window to the glass covered swimming area and noticed a little silver haired head bobbing up and down, up and down in the swimming pool. Actually, there were several silver heads bobbing up and down creating small ripples in the huge pool of blue shimmering water. Grandmother Howard seemed to be enjoying the excercise with a small cadre of her peers who also have made the decision to finish strong. A decision they will never regret.
When you’re tempted to “throw in the towel,” when you’re tired and you really don’t want to continue, remember that you too can determine and purpose to FINISH STRONG.
Rick, This is just beautiful! I have to admit there are many times that I don’t Finish Strong… I have a feeling from now on I will have those words in my head as you do. Thank you. Two little words – One powerful message.
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What a great story…a “great sermon”..and well written..
Now this is newsworthy!!!!
Let the heathans “rage”, but God is our strength.
I have experienced somewhat the same thing since I started my lifestyle change (aka-diet).
I’m on the elyptical and/or treadmill and quoting “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me”. (smile)
And of course Mama Howard is my number one example.
Thank God for true Christians who live the life.
Thanks for this story.
Love and Hugs,
Bet
I think you will get a gazillion new fans with this post.
What a wonderful post. We’re missing you all right now.
This is my first visit to your site and it’s so wonderful that you would be writing about one of my favorite women of all time! I recognized her as a strong woman when I was just a 7 year old girl and admire her from afar still today. Her life challenges us all to finish strong!