The definition of failure is perceived in a thousand different ways, by a million different minds. For some, it’s an absolute heartbreaker. Others, maybe a motivator. Some see setback and shrug it off, some are apathetic. But one thing is for certain: We’ve all stood face to face with failure… Time, and time again.
It always seems like a different situation when someone on a pedestal goes down in a round with a serious struggle. There is so much emphasis on the downfall, on how they have faulted us. On the letdown we feel, and how we will have to cope with the reality that someone we admire so much has fallen. How crazy would it be if the entire world saw me chalk up an ‘L’ on the board after fighting against failure? If it was all over the news? How defeated would the world feel if everyone had to have a press conference for every relapse, letdown, moment of weakness among us all? This doesn’t happen. Why? Because a very small percentage of people in this world are big enough, large enough, that whether they like it or not, their lives are on display for the rest of the world. But is the pedestal just so we can sit back and bask in their goodness as entertainment?
Josh Hamilton is defined largely because he is GOOD. If it’s me, I admire the crack of the ball off his bat, freak athleticism, heroic wife, his story and book he wrote, and his faith in Jesus Christ. Hamilton is glorified for the many things he’s accomplished with the Texas Rangers, and as a fighter in life, as well. We think of him and sigh, (28 long balls.. gets me every time) in sheer admiration, as he walks on a level of his own.
But I think we all agree that we’re imperfect beings. So when Hamilton relapses, stumbles and slips through the crack, is that it? Just grimace and put the period at the end of the situation? I actually believe the opposite. This is the defining moment for all of those living on the pedestal. That post-traumatic-incident reaction the world is waiting to see. Lose the idea that ‘life is good when you’re good, and bad when you’re bad’. Life is so good when you’re real – and that’s it.
I’ll get right to it. No one in their right mind is going to deny the athleticism, accomplishment and accolades of Hamilton. Anyone who’s into the MLB whatsoever
knows who he is – I pray they know his story
. But lets strip all of that away – take away his athletic ability, and the fact that he’s in the league. That leaves him a man, a father, a husband, with a lot of tattoos, beautiful family and a remarkable story of beating a severe drug and alcohol addiction. He’s just. like. so many of us. A normal man with a list of his very own struggles in this life.
This is where the beauty is all strung together, where his true platform is used to the fullest:
“After this happens and praying about it, I cannot take a break from my recovery. My recovery is Christ. My recovery is an every-day process, because when I take that one day off, it leaves me open for that moment of weakness and it’s always been that way. So for everybody who I have hurt…I apologize to you…as how hard I play on the field is how hard I need to take my relationship with the Lord…because that is my recovery and everybody understands that.” – Josh Hamilton
People want to see where you turn when you’re down on rock bottom. They’re always looking. Don’t forget that.
1 John 1:5-9: “God is light; in Him there is no darkness at all. If we claim to have fellowship with him and yet walk in the darkness, we lie and do not live out the truth. But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light…his Son purifies us from all sin. If we claim to be without sin, we deceive ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess…He is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.”