I'm always impressed by the athlete's skill, and the amazing quality and ability of their bodies. And love having a few I know enough about to root for by name.
It does seem half a world away though. A whole other world actually. Pure, peak, physical perfection. Hhhmmm. Nope. Can't relate.
I found this quote this morning and read it at our hospice team meeting.
In 'The World According to Mr. Rogers' Fred Rogers writes A high school student wrote to ask, "What was the greatest event in American history?" I can't say. However, I suspect that like so many 'great' events, it was something very simple and very quiet with little or no fanfare (such as someone forgiving someone else for a deep hurt that eventually changed the course of history.) The really important 'great' things are never center stage of life's dramas; they're always "in the wings." That's why it's so essential for us to be mindful of the humble and the deep rather than the flashy and the superficial.
Just picture a world where gold medals were given for bathing an elderly man with senile dementia, holding a lonely woman's hand, playing ping pong with your son even though you are tired, including your sibling as you play with your friends, taking a warm meal to a hurting family or making room in your row at church, for a person who arrived alone. Pure, peak, unselfish love.
I love Hebrews 12:1's reminder of how important this perspective is, and that we are being rooted for by name.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.
Mindful of the humble and the deep. The essential. Let's go for the gold!
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