I have been told by a few people that I should be watching a documentary series called "The Last Dance". It's about the Chicago Bulls last year as the dynasty under Michael Jordan. So Last night I watched the first four episodes. It's interesting to me to see what was going on behind the scenes and how these men are still affected by what happened then today.
As I was watching I couldn't help thinking about me in 1991 when Chicago won their first title. I had just finished my junior year of high school. I was angry that the Bulls had beat my Pistons in the Eastern Conference Championship. And I owned a Dennis Rodman t-shirt because he played for the Pistons. (And he couldn't score a basket just like me.)
I am glad I am not that 17-year old kid anymore, but more than that I am glad there is not a documentary called "The Last Dance of Doug Duncan" chronicling my senior year that fall. I'm sure there were many things that I would not want to revisit, a lot of things I wouldn't want aired for the whole world to see, and many things that felt so important at the time that have faded away with the years. I'm pretty sure if all of us thought about it it's best we didn't have a camera team that followed us or continue to follow us around. The nostalgia glasses of the way we were may not be what those recording would show. Even something that seemed as magical and perfect as the 1990s Chicago Bulls was not what some of us remember.
I am thankful for Paul who gives us these reality checks. In Philippians 3:13-14 he says, "Forgetting what is behind and reaching toward what is ahead, I pursue as my goal the prize promised by God's heavenly call in Christ Jesus." Paul has just come off of some "boasting" in who he was before Christ as a Jew. All of these things that made him "better" than others, but after sating that all of this is "rubbish" or worthless, he makes this statement. Forget was is behind and pursue what lies ahead.
My accomplishments, my failures, my spotlight moments, and my darkest place moments. Forget it and move on. It's done, but what is not is what lies ahead: "the prize promised by God's heavenly call in Christ Jesus." Our pursuit of the hope of heaven is where our focus should be always.
So I'm going to finish watching the documentary, but as I do I will rejoice that I am not who I was in 1991 or 1998 or even April 28, 2020.