Thoughts on Tebow

Back in 2008, a group of my Tampa buddies and I were playing golf at Timuquana Country Club (a great Donald Ross course) in Jacksonville, Florida, during what has become an annual outing that involves as much golf as you can humanly play in a three-day period.

We were playing an extra nine holes, in what basically amounted to a seven-man scramble in order to finish before sunset. There was a threesome behind us, so we waved them through. One of our guys asked, “Isn’t that Tim Tebow?”

Sure enough, it was Tebow, playing with some equally-large guys. Since both of our daughters went to Nease, that automatically gives me Tebow Access. So – when they pulled up to the 9th tee, I introduced myself to Tim, informed him Lauren was our daughter, explained the Nease connection, all of that.

“That name sounds familiar”, Tim said.

I thought to myself, “It should sound familiar. She has more state championship rings than you do.”

I will offer these observations about Tebow’s golf game: He plays left-handed, his address is about one and a-half seconds, and he hits the ball a long way.

 

Tebow-mania. I don’t think I have seen anything like this. It’s more than just a football player, it’s more than the fortunes of an NFL football team and a season. As such, I think everyone struggles to put it into a context. I don’t think that context is somehow about determining whether God cares which team wins a football game, continues winning football games, wins a Super Bowl, etc.

What all of this should make us ponder, is what Brent Curtis and John Eldredge advise, which is to ask, “Hmm. I wonder what God is up to in this?”

Whatever it is, it transcends Tim Tebow.

Yet, people love him, and people hate him, people want him to succeed, and people want him to fail. Not just in football, but in life.

I think Tim would do well to remind folks – indeed, to remind himself – of the words attributed to another athlete. Eric Liddell was the gold medalist in the 400 meters at the Paris Olympics in 1924. He died in a Japanese internment camp in China in 1945, while serving as a Christian missionary.

Whether or not the Denver Broncos beat the New England Patriots: “In the dust of defeat as well as the laurels of victory there is a glory to be found if one has done his best.”

In terms of what really matters: “We are all missionaries. Wherever we go we either bring people nearer to Christ or we repel them from Christ.”