Archive for August, 2008

Mumblings

Striving for Gold

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I’ve been spending my evenings watching the Olympics. As I watched the women’s gymnastic team from America, I was struck by their dedication and determination. Those young ladies have spent most of their waking hours since childhood preparing for that moment, forgoing school for tutoring, separating families to train with a particular coach. My heart went out to some who were injured in training after they arrived in China, unable to compete. One team member was limited to one event, which lasted less than ninety seconds. Her whole life, training for what turned out to be a ninety-second contribution for her team’s chance at a medal.

Paul says in Corinthians we are in a race, too, and that we should train for it, to buffet our bodies into submission and to run the race to win. Even if our contribution turns out to be a few seconds for the good of the team.

Sometimes I catch myself, thinking maybe I’ve made a sacrifice or two for the team, that I’ve trained myself for the race and that I’m running to win.  Then I get a glimpse of what true dedication looks like, for a prize and glory that will fade and flowers that will wilt and die. Perhaps a little more training and buffeting are in order.

For KTSY, I’m General Manager Mike Agee, encouraging you to run your race to win as well.

Mumblings

Finally, She’s Home

It took a couple of cars to do it, but she is finally home. Apparently she can be away from her husband for a couple of months, but not her sewing machine and a supply of fat quarters. She says it eased the summer separation for her.

Frankly, I would have hired a couple of semi-trailer rigs to haul her stuff if it meant she was going to be home again. After seven weeks at camp, my wife is home. Just in time, since we celebrate twenty-six years of marriage in a few days.

It occurred to me yesterday morning however that my love for my wife, the sacrifices we made this summer for the good of six hundred kids and the joy I’m feeling at her return are nothing compared to how God feels about us.  He has prepared our new homes, sacrificed His Son and has longed for much more than seven weeks for a return to what we were created for; relationship with our Creator.

I’m ready for that separation to end as well.  How about you?