When the Trinity Crashes a Beer RunOctober 7th, 2013
Recently, I teamed up with two friends of mine to enter a costume contest and road race in which teams of three competed for the chance to win Skyline Chili for a year for the most creative contest (providing all three members of the team stayed tethered together throughout the race). The race started and ended at a festival beer tent and I’ll get back to that in a minute.
My always-creative wife thought it would be great if the three of us dressed as members of the Holy Trinity, and since it’s hard to beat the Holy Trinity, we went for it. Again with the help and guidance of my crafty wife, I made a Holy Spirit costume complete with dove feathers and tongues of fire, one of my friends made a crown of thorns and a loin cloth that covered perfectly his running shorts (and slipped on his sandals for the race), and the other friend made himself a perfect white toga and long white beard and we became the One God in Three Persons.
When we arrived on race day, “Jesus” was stuck in traffic on I-75 and my friend, who was God the Father and I, got plenty of “What is Moses doing with a chicken?” comments. But once God the Son arrived and we tied ourselves together in a triangle, we were unmistakable and we turned a great number of heads as we ran by the walkers on the course and met everyone else as we came up to the turn around on the course. While we were on the course, many people made comments about us. Some said, “We love you!” Others said, “Peace be with you!” And my personal favorite was the one young woman who, as we were coming up behind the group said to her friend (within earshot), “Oh, God, yes!” and as we passed said to us, “I’m sorry!”
As we crossed the finish line and entered the after party in the beer tent, where each runner got two free beers as part of their registration, I began to realize that this costume meant a little something more to the people who recognized us. That young woman we met on the course, for even the briefest of moments recognized her relationship to God. The people we met at the party who came up and wanted pictures of us, and the men and women who came up to the second person of the trinity and said, “I’m a big fan,” seemed to have a need to say it. The two beer tickets we each had at the beginning of the party multiplied by 3 because people wanted to give us their tickets (and no, we didn’t use them all). While we were just men in costume having a good time, we were witnessing to our personal faith and people wanted to witness to us. To me, in a small way, that is what the new evangelization is all about. Meeting people where they are and witnessing in a joyful way to the great love you have for your faith. Being willing to live in such a way and present the faith in such a way that makes people want to share this faith with you.
At the end of the day, we were just three guys having a great time at a fun race dressed in some pretty fun costumes, but, to seemingly many people, God was present with them and God knows how to have fun.
P.S. If you are wondering if we won Skyline Chili for a year, I am sad to say, we lost, but maybe the Trinity will resurrect itself for next year’s race.
Photo credit: W. Topp photo, Used with Permission.