Minutes before the NFL draft started last Thursday, one of the top-rated picks Laremy Tunsil had a video posted from his Twitter account showing him smoking a bong. Considered a #1 overall pick three weeks ago, Tunsil was expected to be drafted #3 on Thursday by the San Diego Chargers. Instead, he was drafted 13th by the Miami Dolphins. Most people believe the video had something to do with it.
Then almost immediately after being drafted, 2 photos were posted to his Instagram account purporting to show Tunsil asking his college coaches for money, a violation of NCAA rules. By now people suspected that someone had hacked Tunsil’s social media in order to harm his draft prospects. And the hackers succeeded. Some analysts estimate that in sliding from 3rd to 13th, Tunsil’s rookie contract dropped by at least $8 million.
As for who the hacker is, speculation remains. Some suspect his stepfather, with whom Tunsil has an ongoing legal battle, or a disgraced financial advisor. Whoever it was, they clearly used their ingenuity to undermine the 21-year-old player’s debut.
But consider the bigger picture for a minute. Even though Tunsil was an unsuspecting victim of these attacks, he is not totally innocent either. These posts damaged Tunsil’s prospects in part because he had made some unethical choices in the past. In reality, he is both a victim of circumstances and a perpetrator of wrongdoing. On Thursday, his wrongdoing was made public, and to his credit, he owned up to it.
Did Tunsil deserve to be sabotaged like this? Certainly not. But is he innocent in the grand scheme of things? Not exactly. The knots of wrongdoing are hard for us to untangle. Fortunately, we don’t have to.
In the Bible, the prophet Micah reminds us that God will carefully sort out every injustice we suffer from every wrong we commit. In some cases, we will be vindicated, and in others, held accountable.
While Laremy Tunsil is paying the very real cost for both his and others’ wrongdoing, Micah reminds us that one day God will untangle the knots we’ve made for ourselves and judge each of us justly. That’s certainly worth more than the millions that Laremy Tunsil lost on Thursday.
I’m overwhelmed with sorrow!
sunk in a swamp of despair!
I’m like someone who goes to the garden
to pick cabbages and carrots and corn
And returns empty-handed,
finds nothing for soup or sandwich or salad.
There’s not a decent person in sight.
Right-living humans are extinct.
They’re all out for one another’s blood,
animals preying on each other.
They’ve all become experts in evil.
Corrupt leaders demand bribes.
The powerful rich
make sure they get what they want.
The best and brightest are thistles.
The top of the line is crabgrass.
But no longer: It’s exam time.
Look at them slinking away in disgrace!
Don’t trust your neighbor,
don’t confide in your friend.
Watch your words,
even with your spouse.
Neighborhoods and families are falling to pieces.
The closer they are—sons, daughters, in-laws—
The worse they can be.
Your own family is the enemy.
But me, I’m not giving up.
I’m sticking around to see what God will do.
I’m waiting for God to make things right.
I’m counting on God to listen to me.
Don’t, enemy, crow over me.
I’m down, but I’m not out.
I’m sitting in the dark right now,
but God is my light.
I can take God’s punishing rage.
I deserve it—I sinned.
But it’s not forever. He’s on my side
and is going to get me out of this.
He’ll turn on the lights and show me his ways.
I’ll see the whole picture and how right he is.