The mantra our culture has forced on us over and over through the media, the entertainment industry, and the government in legislation are that fathers are worthless

fathers are dopes and that fathers are merely second-class mothers. The stories were told that life would be better if your

father weren't in it. Fathers are there to support mom. Fathers are optional.

Our cultural hatred of God the Father causes them to snap and sneer at the authority,

influence, and love of their earthly fathers.

They hate earthly fathers because they hate God the father.

If fathers are merely optional,

why do our hearts sing when we hear and see stories like that of Derek Redmond?

In the race, however, is remembered by few. Ironically, it was the runner in last place that has been

cemented in our memories. British record holder, Derek Redman, is running in lane five.

He is running well and is one of the favorites for gold, when he suddenly pulls up.

His hand grasps the back of his right leg, unable to run, he drops out of view of the camera.

Derek Redmond with torn hamstring begins to hop on one leg trying to finish the race. With a face contorted with pain and determination,

another person comes running from behind the lone man on the track. This figure grabs Derek's

shoulder and Derek immediately tries to shrug him off, determined to finish.

Refusing to let go, Derek realizes it's his father.

We see his father say something to his injured son and puts his arm around him.

Derek begins to weep as he embraces his father. An Olympic official comes to their side, determined to stop the father and son.

Derek's father waives him off yelling, get out of her way.

They continue to walk together toward the finish line.

Derek is supported by the strength of his father,

weeping as his Olympic gold-metal dreams die.

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