This one sends chills up and down my spine. I get goose bumps every time I watch the highlights of the last minute of that thrilling game in Foxboro. Just thinking about it should excite sports fans everywhere. This was one of the all-time great regular season comebacks in NFL, if not sports history. Tom Brady’s still got it.
Sporting News reported it this way:
“FOXBOROUGH, Mass. — Too bad all those Patriots fans who left Gillette Stadium in disgust when their team was down didn’t wait a minute.
Because that’s all Tom Brady needed.
Fans left in a half-empty stadium roared when the two-time NFL MVP threw the winning touchdown pass with 5 seconds left. They beat the traffic while the Patriots were beating the Saints, 30-27.”
So can you wait a minute? It might be 11:59, but our great, All-Time MVP, Jesus Christ the righteous needs next to no time at all to work a miracle. It was midnight, or approaching midnight, when Paul and Silas were locked in jail, standing in the need of prayer. They were bruised and battered after having been beaten to within an inch of their lives. The Bible says that they prayed and sang praises unto God, and the prisoners heard them. What came next was nothing short of a miracle; it was a turnaround of monumental proportions.
“And suddenly there was a great earthquake, so that the foundations of the prison were shaken: and immediately all the doors were opened, and every one’s bands were loosed” (Acts 16:26). They sang and they prayed. Bruised and battered they sang. Broke, busted and disgusted, they prayed. Chained to the wall in the deepest, darkest dungeon of a prison cell they gave glory to God. What an example for us to follow.
Football is only a game, but it teaches us that miracles can and in fact still do happen. We just need to wait a minute. We need to trust and obey. We need to put our all on the altar of sacrifice. We need to hold to His Hand, God’s unchanging hand. We need to build our hopes on things eternal. We need to rise, shine and give God the glory. We need to cherish the old rugged cross.
So wait a minute. Just wait just one cotton-pickin’ minute. It ain’t over. God is still on the throne. He still sits high and looks low. He still executes righteousness and judgment for all who are oppressed. He still is working miracles in my life.
When you think all hope is lost, when you’re down and you think you’re out, when you get discouraged and can’t see your way through, just before you throw in the towel, wait a minute.