Coming to American football, there's one thing that you have to admire those guys for: they all play hurt. That is, they go out there and play and they're hurting. They don't go to the Coach and say, "Hey, Coach, I got this terrible bruise on my thigh. I'm quitting for a week."

But how many Christians with a little bruise to their ego, a little forgetfulness on somebody's part in their direction, go off and whine and lock themselves up in their bedroom and throw a depressive fit. Very sad. We, as followers of Jesus Christ in pain, keep on with the game, because in this life pain is the name of the game. We have been promised nothing else.