I'm sitting here watching the US men's gymnastics championship on television and I find myself amazed. These guys are phenomenal in so many ways: strength, courage, skill, focus, the list can go on. My son is a competitive gymnast, going into his 3rd year in competition, this year he begins training as a level 7. He got moved up from level 5 last year after regionals and is training hard for the competitive season that will all too soon begin.
As I watch these young men compete, I find myself wondering, whether or not Jac ever makes it to this level, if I am prepared for him to do such things? I don't doubt his courage, I doubt my own. Watching these guys, you have the same sense of fear and trepidation that grips you at the precipice of a tall roller coaster. I'm not sure I could bring myself to look if he was doing some of the flips and spins they they have to do at national levels. The good news is that what I have the ability to do has nothing to do with what he can do. His future will be decided by God's will for him, I think that's for the best.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Don't Wait
In the past month 3 men who I have a 2 degrees-of-separation connection with have died. All seemingly in perfect health, all relatively young (49, 52, 43), and all very suddenly. My co-worker's brother-in law, died of a sudden stroke, leaving a wife and a couple of teen-aged children. A charter member of the motorcycle group I am a member of died of a massive heart attack, leaving a couple of young daughters and a wife. A friend of one of the teachers with whom I work died in a car accident, leaving a home, pets, parents, and many friends.
I went to the doctor this week for my yearly poke and prod. Everything is just great. I actually lost a couple of pounds this year, kept my cholesterol down, and avoided spending time in the doc's office for anything this year. No I am not afraid of becoming number 4, in fact I am not at all concerned about it. I wrote this for another reason. All these men died suddenly, without the chance to say anything to their loved ones from a hospital bed... boom! it was just over, for all of them. They had no chance for do-overs that day, no chance to right a wrong with their wife or reopen a slammed door with their kid; their last words were just that.
Live life that way, like what ever you are saying ARE your last words to that person. Don't assume that you're going to get a chance to make it right.... you probably won't.
I went to the doctor this week for my yearly poke and prod. Everything is just great. I actually lost a couple of pounds this year, kept my cholesterol down, and avoided spending time in the doc's office for anything this year. No I am not afraid of becoming number 4, in fact I am not at all concerned about it. I wrote this for another reason. All these men died suddenly, without the chance to say anything to their loved ones from a hospital bed... boom! it was just over, for all of them. They had no chance for do-overs that day, no chance to right a wrong with their wife or reopen a slammed door with their kid; their last words were just that.
Live life that way, like what ever you are saying ARE your last words to that person. Don't assume that you're going to get a chance to make it right.... you probably won't.
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