The Philadelphia Eagles football team is a few games away from the Superbowl. Why on earth would I care? I care because the Philadelphia Eagles shouldn't even be a contender for the Superbowl. They have many injured players. The team is putting in players that haven't played a game all year. They should be losing but they aren't. They are beating teams like the Dallas Cowboys and the New York Giants. Both the Giants and Cowboys have excellent teams yet, this rag-tag group of Eagles are beating their teams. What is the difference?
Grit and a coach that works with every player on the team. Those bench warmers have been chomping at the bit to play in the games and they now have their chance. They know they should lose, but oh the joy of winning! It was actually an enjoyable experience to watch the Eagles quarterback score a touch down. Then, to watch a man who was almost a foot shorter than the other players score a touch down. Their plays were tricky and fun. They were pulling off plays that are not normally successful in professional football. I love the tenacity. I am not by any means a football fan. I rarely watch. I know enough about the game to marvel in a few unique plays but I don't care to watch regularly. However, I am looking forward to Sunday's game. I love watching a team play with tenacity and an incredible drive to win. I really feel as though we should live in such a way.
When I was in college, I took a class called Advanced Grammar. I was in way over my head. Half of the semester, I thought that my professor was speaking a foreign language. Mr. Clark was an amazing teacher with incredible patience. Some of you may judge me harshly for struggling in an English class. Especially, when my major was Middle Childhood Education with an Emphasis in Language Arts and Science. I love reading and writing but I do struggle often with grammar rules. I remember sitting in my 5th grade class thinking, "I will never need to know the parts of speech." How ironic?
But my point is that we all have things that don't come easily to us. I worked so hard on learning as much as a could but I almost flunked the class. If I flunked the class, I wouldn't be able to progress into my Major studies. I found out that I had a C- in the class. I came home for Winter break and I cried my eyes out. I would have to stay at University for an entire year before I could get into my Major Studies. Unless a miracle happened, I was doomed.
Well, a miracle did happen, and I was accepted into my Major program with the condition that I could be removed at any time. Mr. Clark told the committee how hard I worked and recommended that they accept me into the program. From that semester on, I was a 4.0 student. Except for one class where I got an A- instead of a solid A. That is a story for another time. The point is, we all have cross roads in our life. Times where we can sink and times where we can swim. What we decide to do shows our character. The odds may be against us, will we rise above our circumstances or will we give into them? The choice to boldly move forward is ours. What will we do?
Grit and a coach that works with every player on the team. Those bench warmers have been chomping at the bit to play in the games and they now have their chance. They know they should lose, but oh the joy of winning! It was actually an enjoyable experience to watch the Eagles quarterback score a touch down. Then, to watch a man who was almost a foot shorter than the other players score a touch down. Their plays were tricky and fun. They were pulling off plays that are not normally successful in professional football. I love the tenacity. I am not by any means a football fan. I rarely watch. I know enough about the game to marvel in a few unique plays but I don't care to watch regularly. However, I am looking forward to Sunday's game. I love watching a team play with tenacity and an incredible drive to win. I really feel as though we should live in such a way.
When I was in college, I took a class called Advanced Grammar. I was in way over my head. Half of the semester, I thought that my professor was speaking a foreign language. Mr. Clark was an amazing teacher with incredible patience. Some of you may judge me harshly for struggling in an English class. Especially, when my major was Middle Childhood Education with an Emphasis in Language Arts and Science. I love reading and writing but I do struggle often with grammar rules. I remember sitting in my 5th grade class thinking, "I will never need to know the parts of speech." How ironic?
But my point is that we all have things that don't come easily to us. I worked so hard on learning as much as a could but I almost flunked the class. If I flunked the class, I wouldn't be able to progress into my Major studies. I found out that I had a C- in the class. I came home for Winter break and I cried my eyes out. I would have to stay at University for an entire year before I could get into my Major Studies. Unless a miracle happened, I was doomed.
Well, a miracle did happen, and I was accepted into my Major program with the condition that I could be removed at any time. Mr. Clark told the committee how hard I worked and recommended that they accept me into the program. From that semester on, I was a 4.0 student. Except for one class where I got an A- instead of a solid A. That is a story for another time. The point is, we all have cross roads in our life. Times where we can sink and times where we can swim. What we decide to do shows our character. The odds may be against us, will we rise above our circumstances or will we give into them? The choice to boldly move forward is ours. What will we do?
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