Texts: Isaiah 40:28-31, Mark 1:29-31
Few things in life compare to the sensation of falling in love. The intensity of that experience is such that it creates hot spots in the brain that remain forever. Any time we are in the presence of our love, these hot spots flare up and we feel elated. Yes, KaKi, this is the safest way I know how to say “you still make me hot.”
But our love stories are not just about people. We fall in love with all sorts of things: songs and sunsets, poems and places, flora and fauna. And when we see or hear or smell one of our love objects, the hot spots flare and the memories flood over us. This has already happened for me in this morning’s service.
I fell in love with Isaiah 40:28-31 in a movie theater in Austin, Texas, when I was sixteen. The movie I saw that day was Chariots of Fire, which won the Academy Award in 1982 for best picture. The film is based on the true story of two British runners trying to qualify for the 1924 Olympics in Paris. One of the men, Eric Liddell, played by the late Ian Charleson, is a Scottish minister who has returned from the mission field in China to focus on his track training. He was the ideal of a robust Christian: strong and gentle, competitive and devout, and he could run like the wind. He was the perfect hero for a sixteen-year-old zealous Christian.