Hard to believe that August is
already a third gone. I’m not ready for
it, of course, my mind is still set in the 90’s, can’t understand how 10 years
ago was 2006 – incredible.
Had a good steak from Rose’s
beef, garnished with a fresh garden salad.
I do love the harvest time of the year.
Proverbs 19:22-23
An angry man stirreth up strife, and a
furious man aboundeth in transgression.
23 A man's pride shall
bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in
spirit.
I have been watching the
Olympics. I pick and choose the events I
wish to watch, I enjoy Equestrian competitions, gymnastics, swimming, shooting,
archery, sailing, rowing just to name a few.
I rarely watch the ‘team sports’ preferring the individual competition to
the groups.
I watch in amazement as I see
these young men and women perform incredible feats of strength, agility and
flexibility. For at least the last four
years many of them have been training hard for the few moments they will compete
at the Olympics.
They have spent untold numbers
of hours perfecting their form, doing everything they can to gain an edge on the
competition. They watch their diets,
train under extreme circumstances using the latest technological knowledge and
equipment to get the very most out of their body.
Four years, 208 months, 1460
days, hours upon hours a day. They get
to the starting post and compete with others, and the difference between the
winner and last place often has to be classified in 100ths of seconds.
Mind games are always being
played by the competitors, most of it is serious, but not designed to embarrass
the opponent – just trying to gain that slight psychological advantage.
But there are always those that
take it too far, who want to humiliate their opponent and such happened in the
swimming competition this year.
One young man has won more gold
medals than many countries have won total – I believe I heard the count of 93
countries have won less metals. In 2012
he lost a very close race to a brash young man.
The former stated that he had not really prepared for the 2012 Olympics
and said he would have done better if he had trained more.
This upset the other young man,
who, for the next four years fixated on defeating the first man, again. As the swimmers gathered together to swim
this particular race, the brash young man tried to intimidate and get into the
head of the first.
He was trying to stare him down
whenever possible; he shadow boxed in front of him, and then did a little
dance. The first man kept his composure
and didn’t respond.
Now, sometimes that kind of
activity will impact a person, and when it comes to micro seconds even the
slightest flinch can make the difference between winning or not.
Some respond with anger and that
gets in the way of their doing their best.
Others, like the first man, use it to spur their competitive juices even
more and give even a stronger effort.
The race was on, the first young
man took first place – a Gold Medal, the second young man finished fourth, he
didn’t even get a medal.
Four years of anger, four years
of pride, four years of being so focused on a person’s comments that it ended up
getting him nothing but embarrassment and humiliation.
What do we work for? Why?
Is it for self-gratification, for pride, or for a sincere desire to do
our best not just for ourselves, but for the benefit of others?
God wants us to have the
fortitude, determination, perseverance of these highly trained athletes. He wants us to ‘go for the gold.’ And doing so takes nothing from someone else,
instead it helps others and the gold we attain, eventually, is the gold that
paves the streets of heaven.
It is too easy to let our pride
guide our thoughts and actions, pride that can lead us down a dangerous path
that ends in destruction, embarrassment and humiliation – only this time it is
in front of God at His judgement seat.
Let us focus on the only thing
that really matters, our service to our Savior, Our Heavenly Father, following
the Holy Spirit wherever He leads us.
Study, train, being the best
that we can be so He can help us finish the race in victory.
Later, Art :-)
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