DayBreaks for 01/08/2019: The Power of a Timid Prayer
From the DayBreaks Archive, 01/05/09:
It was 1992 and Derek Redmond, a 26-year old Briton, was running in the race he was favored to win in the Barcelona Olympics: the 400 meters. He’d already passed the early qualifying rounds and was running in the semi-finals. About half-way through the race, he collapsed onto the track, with agonizing pain in his right leg. His hamstring was torn – his Olympic dream was gone.
As the medical personnel drew near, he raised himself to his feet, and with agony on his face, began hopping toward the finish line, about 200 meters away. He later said that it was “animal instinct” that made him do it. His coaches came running to him, but he pushed them away…and kept hopping in a crazy attempt to cross the finish line.
By the time he got to the stretch, a large man with a t-shirt that said, “Have you hugged your child today?” and a hat that advised, “Just Do It!” had pushed his way through the crowd and somehow managed to get down onto the track. It was Jim Redmond, Derek’s dad.
As the tears of pain and disappointment flowed down Derek’s face, his dad said to him, “You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes, I do,” Derek responded.
“Well, then, we’re going to finish this together.” And so Jim wrapped Derek’s arm around his shoulder and helped him hop and hobble toward the finish line. By that time, security reached the two, and as Derek buried his face in his dad’s shoulder, they stayed in Derek’s lane all the way across the finish line. The crowd was on their feet, first cheering, then weeping openly as the father and son finished the race together.
In analyzing this story, Max Lucado pointed out: “What made the father do it? What made the father leave the stands to meet his son on the track? Was it the strength of his child? No, it was the pain of his child. His son was hurt and fighting to complete the race. So the father came to help him finish.
“God does the same. Our prayers may be awkward. Our attempts may be feeble. But since the power of prayer is in the one who hears it and not the one who says it, our prayers do make a difference.”
In the Biblical story, the father who intercedes for his dying son simply says, “I believe. Help my unbelief.” In that instance, the disciples had failed to cast out the demons that plagued the son, and the father was now trying Jesus to see if he could help. “IF you can help…” was even how the father put it. Jesus diagnosed the situation and said that this kind of demon only comes out through prayer. Notice: in the entire encounter, the only prayer offered was that of the doubting father: “I believe, help my unbelief.” Jesus didn’t stop and pray. Yet the demons left. It was at best a very timid prayer, but an honest one of agony and desperation.
Never underestimate the power of your prayers – even when you are uncertain. The Father responds to the pain of his children!
Prayer: Jesus, thank you for joining us in the race of our life. Thank you for hearing even our most doubting and timid prayers. Thank you, Father, for responding to the pain of your children. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Copyright by 2019 by Galen C. Dalrymple. ><}}}”>