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Sometimes I'm amazed at the beat-downs people have to endure.
Watching the Super Bowl I marveled at how hard NFL players hit each other. Zow. Every time I consider the violent collisions they experience, I think, "Whoa! DC played in the NFL. DC is THE MAN!" (He's the guy on your left, with his padres Jeff and John, celebrating a GSM moment last week.)
Apparently, the Dallas Cowboys, Chicago Bears and Jacksonville Jaguars are going to know exactly how hard their players are hitting - and getting hit. They've got some crazy hew head gear. Upon impact a sensor encased in foam, and stuffed between the helmet's padding and outside shell, transmits the impact data to a sideline computer. A hit registering an impact above 100 G's lights up pagers on the sidelines, and alerts coaches, so they can assess the player's condition. (One documented example of a hit registering as "worthy of a concussion" came from a 180 pound defender chasing down the kickoff returner. In a collision with a 250 pound lineman the smaller player was knocked completely off his feet, his head accelerating at 158 G's. The magnitude and direction of the hit, its location on his head, its duration and the exact time of impact was all recorded.)
For $65,000, teams can get 40 Riddell helmets modified by Simbex, the company that developed the system. The question yet to be answered is whether the teams will actually heed the warnings and respond to the alarms.
A man who's head is bounced back at more than 100 G's shouldn't act like nothing happened. Playing with a concussion isn't tough, it's stupid.
I wonder if the same is true of us?
Do we falsely label "insanity" as "courage" when someone pretends like nothing happened after suffering a terrible blow? Are we foolish enough to ignore a legitimate need for healing and restoration? How ridiculous. When someone needs the Great Physician it makes no sense to pretend they don't.
- Wham! He's leveled when he learns his wife cheated on him. Her adultery is devastating.
- Blind-sided! She get's fired after 23 years of good reviews. She never saw it coming and she's smashed to the ground in shock and loss.
- Whipped! His legs are knocked out from under him when he realizes he has failed his son. He can go on from here, but how does he get past the agony of his past failings?
- Stunned! She can't believe her professor meant it when she said she'd "fail anyone who didn't get their work in on time." For the first time, she's not getting away with it and she has no idea how to cope.
- Knocked out! A mother dies and her son is buried with grief and sorrow. He wishes he was a better son, and now it's too late. She's gone.
We can all agree when someone takes a vicious blow, "Boy, they got jacked-up!" Our alarms light up. The information is clear, "That person is really, really hurt." But it remains to be seen whether our team will actually respond to the alarms. Sometimes I'm amazed at the beat-downs people have to endure. When it happens, are you concerned for their healing? Do you acknowledge they've been knocked for a loop and respond to the emergency with love and care?
When someone needs the Great Physician, do you get them to Him, or hope they'll pretend they're not hurt and keep playing like nothing's wrong?
Jeremiah 8: 21-22 - I hurt with the hurt of my people. I mourn and am overcome with grief. Is there no medicine in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why is there no healing for the wounds of my people?