Wealth of…
One of the best things for me growing up as an athlete was playing with my friends. All the way from grade school and up to college I was blessed with the opportunity to play on an organized team made up of all of my friends. Well, they might not have all started off as friends but through this weird feeling we all at the end had each other’s back. Thinking back to all of the teams I have played on there seemed to always be some frustration amongst teammates though. Someone always seemed to be upset and ready to throw a punch, and I was amongst them. But still there was this weird feeling amongst us all that we never spoke of.
No matter how much we might be upset with a teammate come game day that is all gone. We all knew that on game day all of our selfish feelings go to the side, and we are focused on one mission doing our job we were assigned to do. For if we performed our assignments just like our coaches drew up then we will win, believe. We also knew that if another teammate was in need of help, we were there to help no matter how we might personally feel about them. That even means having their back if things get out of hand. I know I didn’t always like every teammate on my team but if an altercation with another team happened, I always had my teammates back, no matter how I personally felt about them. At the end of the day we both are on the same organization believing together in the same goal, our team is the best. We were United, and that weird feeling was the only saving grace from complete hatred for each other. I needed them and they needed me, We needed each other to stay United and focused on the goal, winning the Championship.
I was blessed to be a part of some dominate championship teams, but the game changed. Life changed. The game shifted playing fields from fields of grass to the field of Life. Wherever I landed in life was the playing field I was in and still I found that weird feeling like when I was playing back on the fields of grass. But it was more consistent than before. Playing organized sports our game day was already selected for us, the team was already chosen for us to face. We knew who we were facing and that gave us the upper hand. The players might change but the organization stays the same, and if you know the organization that gives you an upper hand. But Life was different in that every day is game day.
It’s hard not to relate almost most of what I do without a sports relation because of my relationship with sports. Even to this day when I leave my home hitting the road I get prepared as if its game day, because it is game day. See, what I have found out that for me sports were a preparation for Life. The biggest difference is that with Life every day is game day, and every day I have to bring my A game. In Life we still have teammates, but as in sports some come and go, and some are teammates for life. At some point in Life, we are United focused on the same goal, our team is the best. In that was that weird feeling, that saving grace from complete hatred. We believe we work for the #1 Brand in the World and that keeps us United, We believe we have the best family unit in all the land and that keeps us United, We believe we live in the best community in the World and that keeps us United.
In Life, in some way shape and form something keeps us United from complete hatred, that weird feeling. That weird feeling of this unspoken love, its indescribable. This wealth of love that keeps even the poorest man rich enough in thought to seek another day of life. This wealth of love that keeps even the sick rich enough in thought to seek another day of life. There is this wealth of love that seems to be endless in giving us a United hope. I have to put my selfish feelings to the side and stand United with you. That wealth of love, of charity…
“And above all these things put on charity, which is the bond of perfectness.” (Colossians 3:14)
